Fate Of Every Relation


Why in every relation
Coming our way
Beginning with its amazing intensity
The warmth the coziness
Like morning suns ray
And just when you feel
Comfortable settling
It starts to wither away
Falling like leaves of autumn day
What is that you want in that relation
What is that you want from that person
Is life only a jugglery of confused emotions
Numbed hurt helpless
You watch him go
Away from you away from your life
Wondering why it happens
In most of the relations.
Lesson learnt in life
Keep your relations away from any expectation
and when one leaves
Don’t feel bad don’t feel sad
‘Coz he had no boundation…

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Some relationship are eternal and such relationship has no natural death. mere thought about him or her is enough to fill the mind to the brim. Virtual relation is beautiful and sacred then the real one because such relations have no expectations

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