Monday, June 1, 2009

typical separational cry :)

As your memory I try and erase
In your need I succumb
Tears run down my face
Skin beneath goes numb
Oh, give me a break!
Remarks the pain
Eyelashes go dry
And it begins to rain.
I can’t see the stars
I can’t see the sky
The red of the mars
The birds and their fly
Oh, the clouds are so dense
That the birds hide in fear
The darkness shall only release
Near if you could come my dear.

2 comments:

  1. Hey, nice one... thoday happy themes pe bhi likho yaar...

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  2. thank u dost.. kya kare ye engg ka asar hai... saddism comes as a gift, muft main
    :)

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