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SEASONS.....


Looking for a shop from where I can buy my lost spring

I missed those golden days when I had so much to sing

When there was no worries, no tears when I was a king

Running after the butterflies with joys around me like a ring



Wake up wake up spring is gone summer time is here

Tough time is about to start handle the things with care

lot's of tasks ahead of you but just standing there and stare

Happiness is not alone along with comes sadness as a pair.



Relations are getting icy cold, my dear winter has come

One by one trouble gathered, now there is a huge sum

No more music no more songs broken are all the drums

Your own kid?s shouts at u leave us alone dad and mum



No one to talk sad and alone, its autumn time my dears

Relationships are shattering leaving your eyes full of tears

Where to go nobody to talk surrounding you are dark fears

Why would HE help you now, always remained closed yr ears

...Me
 

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Login to find out (January 20, 2007 at 7:55pm)
nice.........:)
 
Login to find out (January 18, 2007 at 8:20am)
I would say...sad but nice!
:)
 
Login to find out (January 17, 2007 at 4:05pm)
thanks tariq bhai.
 
Login to find out (January 17, 2007 at 3:53pm)
Deem. Very nice. EXcellent. Very good analogy and very well expressed.