The Passage Of Time

The passage of time
When impatience shines
The feelings we find
Come from the heart and mind

Myth is dispelled
When lips kisses melt
And hands that are held
Is this how it is felt?

When beckon of eyes
Is grander than whys
Intuition lies
When emotion is high

What’s real may deceive
So what to believe
To follow or lead
Decision’s upto me

My life to expose
In question to pose
Should I stay shut closed
Like an un-blossomed rose?

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