My eyes are sore from all the sleepless nights and endless tears..and when dawn breaks, I forget why was I crying.. I'm restless, I am Guilty. I am a not a river which knows where to flow. I am a droplet, which keeps on falling without knowing where it will end or dry-up. Where are you?
Like the Sandalwood that puts the burning fire in a snakes body, your hand on my head will put out the burning thoughts in my heart. The world can see a bruised body. But I know, you can see the wounds in my soul. Heal me. I know you can. And I will heal you too. And Even if I am not saying it, I know you CAN listen. For you need me as much as I need you...
Then why don't you come and save me..from myself...and I'll save you..from you...
2 comments:
In one simple word - "WOW"
I don't how i chanced upon your blog but yes I am certainly following it, your posts, stress busters, (as you call 'em) renditions and rants do make me say this again "WOW"
I like your writing....and like what Johnny says..Keep Walking and Keep Writing.
Cheers!!!
tusi cha gaye ji, loved it, so keep writing.
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