Everyday I am with many,
Every night I don't have any,
Like clouds, everyone passes;
Everyday!!!
Some pass with thunder,
Some after some tears,
Some after a storm,
Filling with fears;
Everyday passes fastly,
Every night passes slowly,
Every moment feels so high,
Every time I sigh,
Alas! I lost her one day;
Oh! My sweet little child
Covered-up in tears
Under tha blanket
Crying my eyes-out;
Everyday I wake-up hoping for a good day;
Every night I end-up having a bad day.
Everything comes to an end;
And so this pain.
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BROKEN BALLAD
PoetryA Person isn't always broken... He/she is broken when it comes to the sake of lack in love. A heart is something which longs for love and attention. When the heart doesn't get proper love and affection it gets broken... The broken pieces of a hear...
