Alas !   

Noise of passing moments rush through mind
The terrible love picture when rewind 
No piece in day and obscure night 
I wish to go, back but hops are blind 
Non for I, No one is mine 
Who comes to me to my dreams rebind  
Alos ! I can’t call my past again 
I can’t forget the past behind,
                                                        By <Swati>  

Good night   

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