Where did your bookmark get lost?
Did it slip away while I was chasing my dreams?
Did it fall into a coffee mug surviving one of those sleepless nights?
Did it get tired of being outcast by your yellow pages?
Did the 'rose' petals slowly wither and die?
Did the 'entry pass' leave for the music concert one silent afternoon?
Did the 'train ticket' revolt and flew away with the wind?
Did the 'receipt' from the post office catch hold of a pigeon's tale?
Did it grow numb over time, reading between your lines?
Did it fall in love with another book and you let it free secretly?
Since it deserted you, I have played with your grey entangled locks countless times,
and have seen from a distance, your pages feeding on moonlight, getting yellower,
your empty eyes heavier with dew drops every morning
As my search for a bookmark goes on,
I wonder if your pages will ever be finished.
Did it slip away while I was chasing my dreams?
Did it fall into a coffee mug surviving one of those sleepless nights?
Did it get tired of being outcast by your yellow pages?
Did the 'rose' petals slowly wither and die?
Did the 'entry pass' leave for the music concert one silent afternoon?
Did the 'train ticket' revolt and flew away with the wind?
Did the 'receipt' from the post office catch hold of a pigeon's tale?
Did it grow numb over time, reading between your lines?
Did it fall in love with another book and you let it free secretly?
Since it deserted you, I have played with your grey entangled locks countless times,
and have seen from a distance, your pages feeding on moonlight, getting yellower,
your empty eyes heavier with dew drops every morning
As my search for a bookmark goes on,
I wonder if your pages will ever be finished.
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