Hey there...After the controversial poem "The Selfish Heart" i'm back again with this writing of mine. It shows the helplessness. I curse the wind that brought you back, when I was trying so hard, to get you out of my mind. seems forgetting you may take a long-long time, so what will I do, if I ran short of life? I'll do one thing, I think that will work, that I'll keep a stone, on my shadow. And then I'll run so fast, so fast that I fall, untill my shadow, is unable to follow. But even that seems tough, & really may not work, coz I've seen a freak, doing that one day. But all he got, was some bruises & pain, with his shadow still there, right there to stay. So even I may fall & may even get some pain, But atleast I'll learn, not to love again. Not to lose my heart, not to be so good, no more sentiments, no more lovely games.