Niyatistic✨

Places, places and places. Every belonging to a different race. Every  with a different look! Every carrying a different story. Standing with grace and, Asking us to explore it's beauty, To make memories, To forget all the problems And sink into their stories . They stand there proudly  reminding us not that everything fades away.  There are some thoughts  which are impossible  to tear apart from everyone.

This world is a big liar. They says you're far gone And will never come back. But why do I feel you Always near me Caressing me with love No matters what I go through. Why can I talk you all nights  And no-one else can? Irrespective of day or night You're always there. It's just the days that I can't watch you and smile. But every night when I come on the terrace I find u smiling straight at me. How could I explain  This feeling to someone That you're always there's That you were never gone. And you're still there. (To my dearest Nanu and dadu! You're still there💕)