When you are treading lonely streets,
When you are repenting innocent deeds,
Looking back at the past again and again,
The past is turning you insane.
What has the time done for you?
Created a tunnel you can’t go through!
It’s the only measure; it’s the only pleasure,
For broken hearted, looking back is leisure.
When you look at pages from yesterday,
Looking into my eyes, can you say
You have forgotten it all?
Life will bend, life will turn,
Life will always make you yearn
For days of past!
But itself go at blinding speed,
To your sun-burnt sentiments, it pays no heed!
Cling onto life, don’t let it go,
Keep your eyes closed, and one day you will know—
Life has brought you ‘love’ again!
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