Friday, 12 April 2024

searching wrong one

You are searching for her in all the wrong places
You search for her at the back seat of the car, She drives herself to places

You search for her in verses of the song, She is the chorus. 

You search for belan in her hands
She has got hold of pen
The kitchen doesn't smell like her
She is spreading her fragrance in libraries

You search for her name in marriage certificate, she is holding degrees with her name

You search for her walking hand in hand with some guy, she has chosen to enjoy her own company while fulfilling every wish she wants.
You search for her in homes at night

She is dancing in a party she informed you about and didn't seek your approval

You search for her feet on the ground
She is flying people to countries

You search for her head nodding
She has learnt to move her head left and then right

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