Things are not the same
When I look around me
Is the world changing?
Or is there a change in me?
Walking down the streets
I see people around me
Even in a crowd
How lonely can you be?
Love’s a story
There’s no blossom in the trees
Even in a friend
You find an enemy
Enveloped in fog
Is it illusion or real?
I wish we could get it
If we had the hearts to feel!
– © Nachiketa Sanyal