I met an old acquaintance yesterday and strangely while talking to him I noticed something amiss. The old smile and gaity were missing, thats when these few lines came into my head.
I have never felt you in the true sense in my life
Though you have always remained in mind and in sight.
I have tried to acquire you in change and
In all things flashy and new.
Surprising myself I see you in face of the urchin Im driving past
Wondering what is so joyful in being able to create a swing out of a disposed tyre
I envy your presence and the simple joy on his face.
I have every comfort that money can buy,
But still
The more I try to hold onto you
The more you seem to be slipping away from my life.
Alas! Weird are the ways of the world
Or should I say the material world.
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