My Lost Pages

It's five in the morning
I am awake and alive
I am not disconnected
From this fast world!

I am glad am alive
I didn't lose this day
For this day is precious
And have lots to accomplish!

I have lost a few pages
Pages of my thought
Of yester years
Of intuitions and fallacies

It takes a moment
To diminish my breath
I have tales untold
Mysteries unfolded

The pages of unexplored psyche
Awaiting to resolve
Answer and solve
Every riddle and puzzle

My past and present
And pages not understood
Still remain
And yet I walk
To find
New pages Lost

Sneha Sabu

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