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I've been away for a long  mystery walk When you knocked at my locked door. Far away, under a smiling sky I was waiting For a red rose to open her eyes fully, To appreciate her beauty and breath in Her fragrance, that'd prompt me to wait Till  you  visit after all those stormy years. But see what did happen instead, A miracle that should not have happened! You have come seeking me, how can I put it, 'Against my wish?' Am I  right there? I was expecting to hear your footsteps Even when you step out from your cloister. My hermitage was  eager to hear your knock. Much much earlier, but you put it off On account of some unknown reason But where did I go wrong,on your arrival? Even if I am as swift as wind we won't have A chance to embrace each other....heareafter. Time is the juggernaut that decides the laws Of the hallucinatory world we believe ours. When the time ceases at a big crunch We are free from  the hallucinogen  we are fed.
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Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 12:27 PM UTC
Time plays tricks on us!
I've been away for a long  mystery walk When you knocked at my locked door. Far away, under a smiling sky I was waiting For a red rose to open her eyes fully, To appreciate her beauty and breath in Her fragrance, that'd prompt me to wait Till  you  visit after all those stormy years. But see what did happen instead, A miracle that should not have happened! You have come seeking me, how can I put it, 'Against my wish?' Am I  right there? I was expecting to hear your footsteps Even when you step out from your cloister. My hermitage was  eager to hear your knock. Much much earlier, but you put it off On account of some unknown reason But where did I go wrong,on your arrival? Even if I am as swift as wind we won't have A chance to embrace each other....heareafter. Time is the juggernaut that decides the laws Of the hallucinatory world we believe ours. When the time ceases at a big crunch We are free from  the hallucinogen  we are fed.
k-balachandran
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Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 12:27 PM UTC
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