Lost, like the wind which leaves a cold night behind,
Lost like the fire that keeps burning, that is so subtle & sublime,
Lost like the etching on the sands of time my friend,
Lost like the river or a weary desert trail,
Lost like the flower only my scent remains,
Lost like the traveller my footprints never end,
Lost like the evening; hoping to stay unchanged,
Lost like much I know, I am simply lost again.
Lost like a wanted dream; like the back of a wish list,
Lost like a charm, like my sight in a mist,
Lost like a corner; like a dusty table top,
Lost like my friend; even without a doubt,
Lost like my silence like myself every day,
Yet I feel like losing nothing but myself all the way,
Lost like a friend, like a shoulder; less to come by,
Lost like the silent phone call thinking it will be you all the while,
Lost like a warm hug, like a guide, like a friend,
Lost like the feeling however; which I seem to never shake off till the end,
Lost like the books, where my empty book shelves lie,
Lost like no more letters; no more places to come by,
Lost like the cloud; like the morning breath today,
Lost like a child, like an old page, a leaf all the way.
Lost like an old friend, like a lunch box we couldn't share,
Lost like the warm hug, which when u need is never there.
Lost like the last letter, like the shadows in my room,
Are you looking or are you lost too?
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