She is there.. somewhere

Sun shines, hot winds hit hard on face,

walking bare feet parched and broken,

yet why he smiles alone breathing her name?

she’s there she’s there somewhere he says.


With the emptiness in heart,

running behind the mundane,

this or that always manages to occupy the days

never mind for in the heart she stays


she’s the truth in darkest of days,

she’s is the beauty in ugliness of the world today

she is complete in her every little way

but for him the most important words remain

she’s there with me, i know she’s there somewhere


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