The changed Me!



Tell me, don’t you recognize me;
Or my smile isn’t as contagious now-
Isn’t there that ring in my voice..?
Maybe because you haven’t been around!

You missed out on the occurring changes,
Those that Morphed me into a camatose-
One who breathes and sleeps alright;
But do not crave for the earthly needs!

How which way you’ve been to me-
Has woven Me into a beautiful ornament!
Carving its intricate pattern on my being,
Only to be praised by others; from a distance!



My In- Mind Whirls Writes

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