© Vinay Kumar Vaidya,
(vinayvaidya111@gmail.com)
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When you are deprived of love,
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When you are deprived of love,
Within and without,
You are no more alive,
But then again,
You are neither dead!
Lying on the thin line,
Between the life and death,
You are niether in a coma,
And though you keep on vegetating,
Like a machine automat,
In a limbo,
In a prolonged suspended animation,
When the limbs though function well,
In that unending long,
Animated suspense,
The spark that had ignited life in you,
Has just lost or gone.
And what brings you back to life,
In that moment,
Is the only love you need,
Within and / or without.
--
(vinayvaidya111@gmail.com)
--
When you are deprived of love,
--
When you are deprived of love,
Within and without,
You are no more alive,
But then again,
You are neither dead!
Lying on the thin line,
Between the life and death,
You are niether in a coma,
And though you keep on vegetating,
Like a machine automat,
In a limbo,
In a prolonged suspended animation,
When the limbs though function well,
In that unending long,
Animated suspense,
The spark that had ignited life in you,
Has just lost or gone.
And what brings you back to life,
In that moment,
Is the only love you need,
Within and / or without.
--
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