Chases and Traces
Chases and Traces
I still have the traces,
Only her was among many faces,
That drove me writing so many pages,
That got me into so many chases.
Chases, to get into her dreams.
Chases, to get a little bit noticed.
Chases, to fall in her eyes so hazy.
Chase, to hold her hands in life’s different phases.
Chase, to get her tumbled into same chases.
But those chases,
Always remained like tangled laces.
No dreams I could be a part of,
Unnoticed I always went,
Forever invisible in haze of her eyes I was.
I still am vulnerable to her smile,
Wish she could forever be mine,
With whom I could walk infinite miles.
But CHASES remained CHASES,
And TRACES still remain TRACES.
-Vipin Pratap
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