No It's not another poetry...it's just some thoughts that came racing into my mind like a sudden gust of wind and as part of my compulsion I'm just penning them down,as they came...so there's a high possibility of the following lines being not so organized.
It's just another ordinary day,
Another listless day going in vain
I sit in my cubicle staring at the machine in front of me
My eyes hooked on to the screen,
My mind receiving no cognizance.
Suddenly the phone vibrates and wakes me up from my prosaic reverie
I find your number calling me on my phone.
And all the clocks stop ticking!
The world around me becomes oblivion
The only things that remain omnipresent,
Are your name and your number on my phone wall.
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