Staring through the glass,
above waited the stars,
she looked for him,
smiled at her own dream,
that may be he cheated upon her,
but there was no way to meter.
She waited long and long,
and the birds sang a song,
to stop the poor girl,
from shedding tears of pearl,
thought of all those promises,
and beautiful prognoses.
Was bound not to cherish,
her love for the selfish,
heart was filled with helplessness,
and it all happened coz of her carelessness.
Then came he, passing through the fog, with lots of love and care along,
overwhelmed with joy,
she hugged her boy,
her eyes were teary,
it was seen by him clearly,
wipping them away,
carefully did array.....
A hope of TRUST
coz at last dat is wht matters da most !!!!
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the unspoken word 'faith'
Poesíathe word 'FAITH' does seem so common !! but is not present in half of the human race..... just because of the position of disbelieves in our mind. a collection a peoms on faith
