Moving ahead with passage of time
Getting close to glass of wine
Its now the game which is not known to me
Its now the game where ball is thrown to free
You and me are very different
You and me are glass image bent
Though not knowing you, I can flow words for you.
Though not knowing you, I can only show you
You think I am not so aware about you
You think that I am not beware of crew
But this cannot be fact
And its also not that everything is colourfull mat
When we talk I talk with you
When we talk,I bulk the view
You never utter a word out of range
You never utter a word out of wage
I do not say that tell me everything
Even I do not clay the mud which is not with the solid tag
As by telling even a numb can know
And without power hardly any bulb can glow
Its all about to what extent 'I' can know you
Its all about to what extent "you" can allow "me" to know you
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