Thursday, April 26, 2012

Still it say's that it LOVES YOU

Still it hurts, still it aches,
still it cries when monsoon breaks,
still it want to hear your voice,
a bird like chirp,a giggle sweet noise

still this world is so odd as i see,
still old places seems filled with glee,
always seen this world so colorful when you were here,
now darkness prevails and you are not near,

Still, i smile before those tears,
a memory so nice puffed with love so clear,

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