I wish to regain,
all those dead ends,
where I finished,
without a full stop,
to replace the question marks,
commas which I left there,
and all those confusions,
which I have kept there,
with small dots of full stops,
to represent an ending..
I need another chance,
to peep in to those pictures of life,
drawn by the hands of time,
trapped now in a closed frame,
and sent back to a past life.
I wish to rewrite,
all the scenes I wrote in a hurry,
and to change the stories with new endings,
and to give the songs some defferent tunes..
I wish to give another touch,
to portraits which has already been painted
that time, without any second thoughts
and plans of a better theme..
I wish to say those words,
which I never said to you,
and lost my chance to say them,
the words of care and love,
in the voice of my intimacy.
and I wish to take back,
the noises of hatred I threw on you,
the anger I spilled on you,
in blind moments of impulses..
I just wish to turn the clock back,
to reach back there were I started,
in time, to begin as a fresh leaf,
to travel in a better path.
and I am sure in this time,
I am going to do it fine,
and not going to mess it up,
as I did in the last time,
with a more precise knowledge of life,
of you ,me and our lives in the past..


past doesn't exist!
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