The Deserted Weep
The day I cried
Without reason,
Is the day which taught me a lesson.
No one could bring such pain
The pain is not because of you .
It is the pain from the words
Yes.,from the words,
Which stole my heart ,still breaking my heart
The words which you poured out once ;
Like bullets from many guns
The words which fail to obey its meaning.
There are many to get on the beam of my stories ,
And many that made it a fairytale ;
By adding amusing content to it
And you guys are the best critics .
Here cumz my very own lane,
Where I shall drive my plane with all the remorse .
With bare mind in the mid of the night
I cried a lot;
By hugging my pillow tight.
'My forged simper,
Made my life simpler'.
Time changes,
And when time changes ;
Every thing fades away.
Like the opened camphor bottle let the camphor fly away
Wet road at the mid of the day let all the moisture vanish away,
The awful ache caused by you fades away,
But the misery caused by your words;
Stands great...
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