The tear drop rolls down the chubby cheeks,
Crying as it descends-
But none can see it or hear what it's trying to say;
She rubs it off, not to let anyone know about it,
Her eyes are red and swollen
And she hides them behind her hands-
Her lonely soul begs for mercy,
And finds herself down in a grave,
There's no hand stretched to hold hers'
And she finds, she's betrayed!
And even if she's just into life,
Life has betrayed her no sooner-
She feels like she's lost-
Lost in a desert that has no end.
So even if her tears cry, and her heart moans in agony-
All she can do is bear on,
Bear with what life has thrown her into,
And left her lonely,deserted,betrayed!
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2 comments:
you seem to be a fun loving person but why are you so sad at heart ? it is not nice. just live in the moment.
hmmm ... interestingly this poem seemed to be the continuation of the Love Story you wrote about.
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