March 4, 2014
Call it magic, or call it you.
Call it tragic, or call it you.
Call it love,or call it you.
Call it hate,or call it you.
Call it life,with you.
Call it strife, without you.
Call it anger,losing you.
Call it pain,forgetting you.
Call it hunger,of loving you.
Call it tears,of missing you.
Call it heart,of my body.
Call it soul,of my universe.
Call it rain,or clouds hiding you,
Call it sunshine,or warmth in you.
Call it sky,or earth watching you.
Call it anything,nothing misses you.
Just call it magic,
or just me and you.
Gyanban Thoughts - inexplicable and yet self explanatory - that's what magic is all about it just happens, isn't it?
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