::- It Hurts When You Cry -::
It hurts when you cry,
How much I can't tell.
Breathing gets heavy,
There begins aching at heart,
And feel myself shattering
As I get blank;
Slowly.
An anonymous fear.
'Please tell me whats wrong' I plead.
But you don't speak a word.
My aching heart
Makes loud throbs,
While it weaves
Anonymous evil tales.
I get stark blank,
And I plead again,
With rare seviority this time,
Unless you disclose
The reason you did lament.
I feel better then,
When it's not so big a problem,
And make a rush
To make you smile;
Again.
By-Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
How much I can't tell.
Breathing gets heavy,
There begins aching at heart,
And feel myself shattering
As I get blank;
Slowly.
An anonymous fear.
'Please tell me whats wrong' I plead.
But you don't speak a word.
My aching heart
Makes loud throbs,
While it weaves
Anonymous evil tales.
I get stark blank,
And I plead again,
With rare seviority this time,
Unless you disclose
The reason you did lament.
I feel better then,
When it's not so big a problem,
And make a rush
To make you smile;
Again.
By-Vinod
--
regards: Vinod Jadhav
" www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com "
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