does it cross your mind
sometimes,
what if you had chosen the other road,
what if you had tried a bit more,
what if you had followed your heart,
what if you had the spoken up,
what if you had listened to your calling,
what if you'd have set your words free,
what if you'd have not hidden the tears,
would the world have been the same?
while i gazed at the moon,
yesterday
she seemed to ask,
where's the moon of my world,
what happened to the smell of smoke,
of soil, rain and the perfume she wore,
why the breeze doesn't give goosebumps,
why i don't wait for her in the balcony,
why i don't pen about her any longer,
would the world have been the same,
had i had not taken the train
© sashikant mohanty
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