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A Wayfarer In A Ceaseless Desert
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Complete, First published Jan 07, 2019
I Knew this day will come; that, 
You'll be at the end of the rainbow from me. 
But, my conscience insisted; 
This day will not come into existence.
Yet, the day has come; 
Leaving me in the middle of nowhere; 
I was lost at the back of beyond.

I knew this day will come; but my conscience insisted!
Is this what is written? 
How can the destiny be unreasonable? 
My first fervor, my heartthrob, my inchoate love!
My daylight's euphoria and my midnight's rainbow!
In your absence, I'm with my shadow; 
The cosmos has become a wilderness!

I knew this day will come; but my conscience insisted!
As a wayfarer in a ceaseless desert, 
I started exploring your love; 
I can see it and feel it - it's there bright and shining;
To my doom, it's a mirage! - I think I still love you.
But my soul cannot digest that, you traveling without me.
I don't blame you, either I'm not angry; should I be?

I knew this day will come; but my conscience insisted!
I just feel pain. A lot of pain. Though, it hurts inside; 
Though my love for you is just an episode in your life;
It's my whole life. You are the one I love forever!
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