Unsung Song

She came on the roads holding my hand..

I kept walking all besides her.. besides her

She looked at my eyes with love and love

I kept walking all besides her.. besides her..

She looked at my eyes with question all along

Love was same always and always

Till the clasped hands held got loose and loose

Earlier in walks it was warm and warm

Later it became loose and cold.. loose and cold

She kept holding my hand besides me besides me..

I held her hand..with more warmth more warmth

recovering love besides her .. besides her.

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