Why do things happen
Why those who are close
Have to leave under your nose
To keep them - I try
But all I do is cry
People are selfish don't love them
Get to the nature
With their love you will overwhelm
I got to the nature
To my inspiration
I got me a bird
But now she can't be heard
She died! You lied!
You said nature won't hurt
Oh thats crap completely absurd
Again I am lonely
She was my friend only
I expected our future
Was happy with the present
But now its all past
How long did our love last?
No one stays till the end
There are mistakes with no amends
One day or the other you will leave me too
I will be lonely again
And all that would be left is pain.....
Aastha sinha
Another pair of polished shoe....
Another pair of polished shoe,Still waits at the rack,In the shelf,Near the Delph......You asked me to keep it ready,When you had one already,The one you were wearing,Daddy- so uncaring,It was so muddy,Full of cruddy....I polished it for you to go,To a holy place away from home,Is it a temple -- No,But at the end of rome....You asked me to be strong,And never do wrong,Never let mother cry,Even if you die....I said I willBut you need to come backAs another pair of polished shoe ,Still awaits on the rack,In the shelf,Near the Delph.....People called you braveWhen you were at your graveThe shoe you woreIs now at the door,It is all torn,And can't be worn.....You had no feet,No heart to beat,Covered in our nation's flag,When you came sleeping in a bag....Mother cried a lot,But the promise I didn't forgot,As you kept yours and came back,But another pair of polished shoe,Still awaits on the rack,In the shelf,Near the Delph....... AASTHA SINHA
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