Tears fall down the cheek like drops of rain on the window pane,
Sour they might be but they bear emotional strain,
Rained down by words that are slashed with human tongue,
And that belong to the loved ones whose words are a song.
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Life be so bright, so colourful and so beautiful,
All you got to do is open your eyes and see,
Everything all around you and pull,
A moment to pay the inexpensive fee.
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This place that I grew up in,
Seems strange 'cause I remember nothing,
No joy of being with loved ones,
And no tears been wiped out.
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The trees that shed leaves in seasons,
Cut a part of their life they lived,
And as new and fresh leaves grow,
The pain of the lost ones are long forgotten.
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Every time you look at me and smile at me,
Feels like heaven just passed by me,
The sweet sound of your laughter does more than make my day,
Yet why do I feel so alone even though I am with you.
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What are dreams if not dreamt,
Words never spoken,
Feelings not felt,
And life hardly lived.
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Why lie to me when I am your thought always your eye,
When I am after all who you rally are to your true self,
Don't make me happy with sad fights fought at a loss'
And won blissfully but yet with victory miles away
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My Friend'
A laughter, a smile,
A soft tap on my shoulder,
And a big bright face.
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A soft rumour hits the way all around the country,
Skipping never a turnpike or even the craziest bump,
Singing a song with its likeness that surround the boundary,
Pronouncing a future that you all can see.
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Feel a cold breeze blowing short notes on a guitar
And listen to the melody that we strain to hear
A folklore that tells and speaks of a wonderful king
Like whom none has ever seen nor had there ever been
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