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It Happened

My life is like an open page
Fluttering endlessly in the winds of time
Caught in gusty oceans deep
And sometimes read by your watchful eyes.
 
It flutters up, it flutters down
It flutters then again around
Without a reason, with no care
It moves around everywhere.
 
The writing pale washed in the rain
Carries some thoughts, memories remain
There was a book once in the show.
It happened sometime long ago
 
I had a role, it was a play
That just went on, night and day
The chapters were a living tale
It happened with the passing gale.
 
My life is like an open page
Fluttering endlessly in the winds of time
Knowing not where it will go
It so happened, it happened so.
 
Things were not in my control
They never were, a lot they stole
As moments tested my beliefs
It happened, they vanished as thieves.
 
And left me waiting all alone
Without a trace it all was gone
Here I am now, is all I know
It so happened, it happened so.
Written by sunil
Published | Edited 15th Oct 2011
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