A solitary walk down the alley,
Watching the Golden sundown Valley,
Content with all that ever was and is,
Ah! Was this one called perfect bliss?
A gentle breeze into my life,
Didn't notice under the hustle-hive,
I seem to be me, but not me,
Clearly my eyes have been cheating on what I see.
The same solitary walk down the alley,
A stranger I became to the sundown Valley,
When was it that I started writing under the moon?
To give in or not, I wanna come back soon.
A lost battle I vainly fought,
For a Cinderella's spell was cast before you sought,
So gave in to these tornado of emotions aroused in my heart,
Ha! Now prisoner you have become for eternity, never to part....
SOWMYA......
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