Let us just be us
Not bound to the words or phrases
Strangled in the worldly limits
Calling each other this or that
Confused what this connection is?
Let us just be us
Unknown, known, friends, or lovers,
Why not be above all?
Why be miserable to label?
Label! which we will regret later
Regret that will tear us apart
On a journey which will never start
Let us be us
Two souls bound by trust
Feelings that only the heart understands
Emotions that only the eyes reflect
Hands that never crossed yet
Still know how it would feel
Two persons with different fate
Why wonder why we are?
Let us be us
Until the last breath
Let us be us
Until death do us part
Let us be us, let us be us...
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Mubarik Ahmad
A common man navigating overthinking and quiet self-awareness. A foggy mind full of dreams yet to unfold, writing to give voice to thoughts that often remain unspoken.
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