A day has passed
and the flower has already wilt.
Yesterday I saw you last
and today I pine to see you.
Sky understands my feeling
and so it sheds its tears;
whereas I am not even allowed to do so.
But I am in anticipation of tomorrow
when someone will come
and will understand my feelings.
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2 comments:
Nice one..keep writing and posted here..All the best for a bright future..
u really write very well
u have got that depth in your mind
great job dude
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