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Aug 2018
It could be yearning,
Maybe it’s a learning
To follow the heart beat running,
It could be shunning, from side
Somewhere or some other place you glide.
It doesn’t matter if I have the door open wide.
I’m slipping down in other dimensions,
I will not confirm my resurrection by the ledger of the almighty.
If there’s one ?
Now I will talk about my vulnerability
No it’s not my ability or disability,
But the hunger of affection took me there.  
Now I wonder why am I here ?
Is there any strong reason for Absence.
I’m the midst i seek presence.
To wholly acquire the essence!
I’m older than I look, just like an old dusty book.
Which leads it’s protagonist to course of action.
Lately I see no reactions as I supposed to.
So forgive me if I get lost somewhere in unknown places,
It’s better to have a joker, instead of three Aces.
I’ve got shivers down my spine,
And if you let me someday I’ll possess you like an old wine.
Missed her...
Karan Sherwal
Written by
Karan Sherwal  29/M/India
(29/M/India)   
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   Eshwara Prasad
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