As I come to the place
Where we are gathered to go into plains
I see her and try to ignore but couldn't
As her memories were flowing like affluent
However our eyes met, smile exchanged
With some emotions ran into veins
Rekindling hope
She boarded the bus and I returned to my den
Oh it was getting hard for me to travel through terrains
Throughout the journey her thoughts ran into my mental trajectory
And I couldn't escape from past memories
I was hurt time and again
But couldn't accept the fact that I was soaking into pain
The pain lingered
And I was getting used to it
It was not a bliss
But it was getting part of my relief
Oh, as I come to the place
Where we are gathered to go into plains
I see her and try to ignore but couldn't
As her memories were flowing like affluent
