As we walk past
As we walk past,
this aisle of commitment,
the stage set for timely union,
the audience opposing,
appeasing it again..
We look beyond differences,
ego and vices.
We ignore habits,
behaviour and words.
We leave behind pain,
loneliness and space.
We move ahead with joy,
togetherness and gain.
But in all this mirage,
we forget…
Your being here is not my reality,
My being left behind is the truth..
Tanzila
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