I Am sorry my dear,
You struggled
I too struggled
You struggled for coming out
I struggled for sending in
You are coming for consoling
I am sending you back for torturing
I hide you, from everyone
you can't hide yourself from me
When i was all alone
you runs fast from my deep pains
And my eyelids stops you
But my deep depression forces you
Oh !!!!!!!!! "TEARS"
Finally, I Sheds You...
Tears are the best pacifiers...
Wrote once but feel like sharing today.Because this is close to my heart. This poem often show me that
Still a poet lives within me..