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I worry..

                                             I Worry....


The first day came then the second,the days ended then the weeks
The months ended and then the years,
Time swept,flew and ran,we were at the beginning
And now we are here.....

I don't know what to call it,an era ,a phase or a part of life
Where I learnt to grow and thrive
Whatever it was, whatever it is
I think I am leaving something behind
I want to move ahead,I want to get through it
But will never want to erase it from my mind.......

Whether a better life is waiting for me
Or this was it,
Whether I will be entangled in the cobwebs
Or I will get everything perfect or fit......

The stream of thoughts flow here and there
And then I find  myself standing nowhere.....

Will these days of laughter be there outside
Will you be there by my side
Will there be our silly mistakes
Or there will be no chance of retake.....

With this whole bunch of thoughts
Threads of my life with little knots
I wait for the next hour,the next day,month and year
I wish the end to be happy and away from fear.......

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