I am still cutting apple with same knife.
Remembered some sweet memories which are out come of past,
Today sweet sugar is till there,
But smile is some where aghast.
Day to night I have no work then to write,
And I am still finding way which is some what different to drive,
One year it has been now that I have crossed that gate but still some where,
I am again standing near the same name plate.
What a life was that where it was all about us,
When sun and moon was not always just,
People and faces which were outcome of that place,
Are now mere part of gone grace,
I miss those moments ..I miss those pals,
But what else I can do about that apart from having them in one shelf,
And except to have a image of it as a blur.
Many characters were there which made the show hit,
Laughing with tears, crying with joy it was all about,
Still we all enjoyed it as sweet sailing boat.
I paid all the attention to its each and every corner once again,
I tried to bear all that which was just a step in mild rain.
My way of describing is some what different,
My way of telling is some what clear and blunt,
I just want to showcase what's there in my hat,
As every time race is not won by only rat,
People mocked when I first approached to them in sun,
But those were the only who accepted the rejected gun,
No one stays with you for a life time its said
But what to do when its not an easy to believe what is said.
I paid all the attention to its each and every corner once again,
I tried to bear all that which was just a step in mild rain.
My way of describing is some what different,
My way of telling is some what clear and blunt,
I just want to showcase what's there in my hat,
As every time race is not won by only rat,
People mocked when I first approached to them in sun,
But those were the only who accepted the rejected gun,
No one stays with you for a life time its said
But what to do when its not an easy to believe what is said.
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