all the stars belong to the sky…
but I’m searching for my moon…
the eyes are moist, the heart is sad…
and I beg for some mercy, to God…
get me my love…
listen to my prayer…
life is just of a few days…
but the pain is endless…
the pain in my heart is now immune to all cures…
my world is a colorless one…
come, and decorate my destiny, my love…
the promises of love…
that we have kept and nurtured so far …
bearing with the pain that is love…
in despair, and in tears…
we spend our nights, dear one…
we have gone through all tests of love…
now give me the results, the rewards…
the naive heart, doesn’t listen to me…
it is it’s stubborn self
give me a symbol of my affection…
or erase all signs of me…
PS - Smile when it hurts most.
PPS -A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing.
PPPS - I've got everything I need except a woman. And I'm not one of those men who think a woman is the answer to everything, but I'm tired of being alone.
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