Never can I reach thee....
I mutter in the emptiness
These white walls are deaf.
I tried to get your attention.
But u can't know what I need…
I wait beside the window.
Looking at the poring rain,
Each drop is dancing'
Bubbles of joy breaking away…
Drops are oozing out
Down through the windowpane,
Just like the teardrops
From the eyes of a virgin maid.
Looking again the white walls
I realize painfully
My dreams became sour,
Never can I reach thee…
These white walls are deaf.
I tried to get your attention.
But u can't know what I need…
I wait beside the window.
Looking at the poring rain,
Each drop is dancing'
Bubbles of joy breaking away…
Drops are oozing out
Down through the windowpane,
Just like the teardrops
From the eyes of a virgin maid.
Looking again the white walls
I realize painfully
My dreams became sour,
Never can I reach thee…
posted by Seema at
10:42 AM
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mazha kandal santhoshamano sankadamano adhyam varika?
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