Missing

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Oh Miss Beauty of this world,


Why are you so fickle minded?


Running from me wherever I chase you


Gliding swiftly from within my arms


When I try to hug you.


You are like time,


Flying away without any trace.


Flying away from me,


I know you have many places


To hide.



In the dawn


When I ask the walls,


"Have you seen her? "


They laugh at me.


When I ask the street lamps,


"Have you heard of her footsteps?"


They blink with sarcasm.


At night, when I go out


To seek help from the stars,


The fog blinds my vision.


"They will not help me."


I say to myself.


"They are lifeless, just black holes.


They only think about themselves."


So I am out now,


Looking for you.


Your absence makes me crazy.


It is spring time


Where are the flowers gone.


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