What do you want?
Out of all the things
That I have asked of you,
What do you want?
There is bound
To be some similarity
Between your and my
Desires, yes?
For without it,
Aren't we just agents
In place of associates,
In each other's life?
Out of all the things
That I have asked of you,
What do you want?
There is bound
To be some similarity
Between your and my
Desires, yes?
For without it,
Aren't we just agents
In place of associates,
In each other's life?
But then again,
Are we really
In any manner
In each other's lives- still?
After what has been,
And how it's been?
Do you still hold
And sorts of consideration
For my sake?
So that if in the wake
Of some wretched day
If I call, you do answer.
Are we really
In any manner
In each other's lives- still?
After what has been,
And how it's been?
Do you still hold
And sorts of consideration
For my sake?
So that if in the wake
Of some wretched day
If I call, you do answer.
Because I am a liar,
You know it well
And I couldn't be an angel
Living in hell.
If I ever told you
That I'm not reminded of
Your face- If I ever said-
That I don't want interface,
I lied, sweetie- I lied.
And you believed me
Like you always have
May be because,
I still wear those pants
That you still despise.
You know it well
And I couldn't be an angel
Living in hell.
If I ever told you
That I'm not reminded of
Your face- If I ever said-
That I don't want interface,
I lied, sweetie- I lied.
And you believed me
Like you always have
May be because,
I still wear those pants
That you still despise.
-K.G.
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