Treasure Island

kaavyaa kriday

(21 nov 1991 / faridabad)

no one....


No one sees when tears fill my eyes
No one tries to bring back a smile
No one wants to sit and share
No one's there to show I care
No one's free to listen it out
To laugh and talk and jump and shout


Alone in the rain
on a road I stand
In the dark time passes
like slips the sand
No one No one
to hold my hand


No one to celebrate when I win
or ground me through when I sin
No one to hold when I fall
No one to send for, No one to call
No one to say, 'Oh dear, its true'
However you are-I love you! !


Alone in the rain
on a road I stand
In the dark time passes
like slips the sand
No one No one
to hold my hand

Submitted: Friday, November 14, 2008
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