You will always be my last memory,
For its the most cherished thing hidden in my heart’s treasury;
All these moments without you, makes me to feel, I am not living,
Life has become a battle of searching a cause, for which I am surviving;
The demon of separation is sucking up all the colours, from my life,
Stressing me to believe, now I have to go through loneliness, in my ongoing life;
But whenever the life’s situation demands from me, an inspired outlook,
O Love! Your power comes to my rescue & keeps me flowing like a brook!
-Aneet Mahajan
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