Reflection of my life -Fall

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 A cold rush of wind hit me across my face

Making my hair fly in response

My ears longed for a voice 

That would tell me not to stay outside

In this harsh winter daze

From the place I now stand

The city appears as a dazzling collection of light

Each light a new story

So much unheard….

So much unknown….

I closed my eyes as the wind took up speed

Whispering your name to it

For somewhere sometime this wind touch you

Carrying with it a call, that a shout couldn’t do

Will you then rush back to me?

Someday you would understand

That sometimes it is not possible to move on

And I hope on that day

There is a hand holding your hand

That will not let you fall

Finally the moisture overflowed and spilled out

Both from my eyes and the sky

But your hand was the only hand that I ever held on                   

So who will hold my hand tonight? 

To pull me out from my fall?

A sad smile lingered on my lips

As I took a step further

For I knew your hands were busy

Intertwined with some other

I know this fall will kill me

But at least for a moment I will fly

Like a bruise in the heart

Invisible to all

I want nobody to catch me

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