I saw a raven which was as black as coal
Whose eyes were red
Whose voice was cool
It was the time when I had my first chat
When I was happy and all seemed good
I looked around everything was fine
Until the day arrived when I meant be the bride
The day was good pleasant and with a pride
But for me it was the end of my sky
I spoke no words
I showed no pose
But still deep in my heart I was crying a loud
I tried to open my heart and show them all
The pain which I had
Had turned into scar
No one saw what I wanted
They told me to be quite coz it was the tradition
Now I wait for my end
Nobody can see My pain.......
YOU ARE READING
Life of a Tear drop
Poetrytears come when you are happy tears come when you are sad may they live you alone but tears are the one who understands from the core.....
