They Say : It's Festive Time Today Auspicious Durga Pooja Day May be my time is not Right Or my mood is not Festive And hence - I've been miserably crying away all through the Day.
Tears
Tears aplenty In my eyes Falling asunder, What a Plunder - Of my feelings For you... Nature's Blunder - That you cannot relate To the lover in me And I - to the Friend in you.
Pain
When you have Nothing to talk about For the Fear of Arguing again. You can only be Quiet And keep enduring The Pain... That seeps through the Body Like the Blood in the Vein.
Evil Friend
There is Something Very Evil about him And he calls himself A Friend. It is better to be Harmed by Foes in Life Than be Ruined By such an Evil Friend.
