When the mind is free, I am not.
When the heart is sad, I am part.
When the eyes are dry, the memories are not.
When the touch is lost, the feelings knock.
When there is no wrong, I am guilty.
When there is peace, I am at war.
When there is no happiness, I find reasons.
When there is no trust, I start believing.
When it rains, I don’t find it wet.
When there is fire, I feel no heat.
When I find reasons to be happy, I ignore.
When I am carefree, I am filled with hatred.
When the life is moving ahead, I am going back.
When I used to be in Heaven, It was the world to me.
When the words are lost, I search for meanings.
When the love is lost, I broke.
When I miss, I close my eyes.
And I keep them close.
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