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In Life's incomplete charter
who fills sorrows again?
there in front one dream departs
and settles its last remorse
in multiple shades.
Teach me not again what is love
which i witnessed 
shedding its shape and values 
in a season called moonbeam river..

Sooner or later 
I know i will grow from the shadows
to live in my own truths,
in my own imperfections,  
in perfect rhythm of my origin,
in my  heartbeats
and i know you will stand 
there near my windows as the ever loving
shadow of my lost peace, my lost smile
and i know your happiness lies in that,
in perfect form....

In truth, why should i worry 
of a mountainous shadow
when thirty three and more crores of gods
build a protective shield for me to save
me from arrows and shades...