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