Is it the fear of career,
or the fear for someone own,
or is it the fear of love
hanging somewhere in the horizon?
Is it the fear of future
or the fear of separation from home
or the lady is simply fearing
from something which is unknown?
Does the root of the fear
is clinging from the past
or the fear is something very worse
greater than my thoughts?
All i know our fears are nothing
in larger context of life,
It just stagnates our vision
to look beyond the strife.
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