Sriram Viswanathan

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Somewhere over
In between a phase
Up and down, saying to all
This is how I see it

Going sideways
A simple motion
The colors keep praying
Please tell me more

Far today, somewhere else tomorrow
The cogs are wound too
Breathe the silence

The strain is same
Its just a part of the rain
The coldness suffers and asks
Why me?

Going sideways...