When you smile, bloomy become my lips
When you laugh, happy beats my heart...
If beauty can speak for itself,
Why can't ugliness have a silent speech...
O Dear, I don't want anyone else to be there
where you stay - in my heart...
Yes, it were You,
Who made me seek happiness...
What if,
You aren't mine...
It had to be like this,
I was the one chosen to be without you, my love...
Let be silent my heart!
Let every tear be dried in eyes...
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If chimera of love can be supposed as an extension to love, then Yes, I have loved too many & too much. |
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To me, you are important, not your outlook. |
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Beauty is born in one’s heart, developed in mind, & can only be seen through the eyes of sense. |