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ALONE SEEMS DIEING HARD...
ALONE... SEEMS DIE'NG HARD...
alone in this way...
Where paths of hell nd heaven crosses...
Waiting fr smeone to hold my hands...
Nd to walk along in either path...
Whose presence cn make me smile in this hell...
Nd without whom tht heaven too seemed cursed...
If i cud jst hold u in the way...
Might b it'll b diffrent day...
Frm the smile on the hell to tears in heaven...
Together in brightness nd dark often...
Oh! Sme moments nw b'comes jst pain...
Long way dreams nd everything vain...
Ah! Sme to talk nd others to laugh...
Giv'ng A deep pain on there behalf...
Did u think m so weak...?
Or jst a pity, ah! Nature of a freak...
Lost suddenly along the walk...
Y return bck...?? To laugh...???
Wanna knw m i alive or dead...
Aftr u leave me down my head...
Listen i still laugh...did u heared...???
In my childish decision... Seems wierd...???
M Still so stong to stand alone...
Even whn all hapiness hd foregone...
Holding my tears in my heart...
Without u seems die hard...
WITH LOVE...
SACHIN...
This poem really hits a chord
This poem really hits a chord in me. I loved it. Describes my experiences very well, and is very easy to relate to.
Love,
Watching The Living
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.
TNX... FR UR SWEET REGARDS...
TNX... FR UR SWEET REGARDS...