O, my dear ... you seem
so concerned ... joyless
Your always in tribulations
They told me your in distress
Lost in your imaginations
Here I am ...
so concerned ... joyless
Your always in tribulations
They told me your in distress
Lost in your imaginations
Here I am ...
knocking at your door
Standing in front of you
Standing in front of you
Locking you out of your frustrations
_
Asking you a question
What shakes your existence
... again?
_
Asking you a question
What shakes your existence
... again?
Let not alone hast
Toss out your pain
And not carry alone your sorrows
Honor to me ..
If you release of you
Toss out your pain
And not carry alone your sorrows
Honor to me ..
If you release of you
And forget ...
The ungrateful ... denier
The reason of your grief
The reason of your grief
© 2010
your new poem is good i love your poems,wait for update them
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