When love is free
You see them in kopitiam and cafes
Drinking out life sorrows and conquests
Telling stories the piracy endeavours
On the roads motorists passing by
Some eager to get to destination
Some hurriedly trying to hide
When love is free
They don't think
As the night falling
Bar and lounges music blasting
Carrying the undertones
Of the current needs surfacing
When love is free
Blind souls forgetting advice
Leave the white sticks behind
Believing about miracles
Only falling hurting egos
When love is free
The falling leaves floating away
Never know where it will land
Only the silent whispering
Of the windy breeze.....
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