The Last Drop Of Tear

The Last Drop Of Tear

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Silence of the air breeze,feel of wind in eyes The last word to utter , that harsh moment to cry Has it been more than an hour,things would have been pretty quite simple Has it been the place to swear,things could have never burnt apart Any moment God can call for his service,with a cart sent only anima could see. A flash back of memories,betrays and scornful love, leaving the path of humanity Only a cold feeling,a story to let the tears flow. Wishes will never come true,until some eye flashers mount the world The last drop of tear from red eyes,still counts false as the truth. I was unknown, "to love" is a crime ,everyone creates Accepting your love was a bribe,loving you was a crime. Agonizing body still wants a last hug to fit the whole world between the gap You and me have a story ,with a thrones grown lager than the gap. The last tear has a power to wet the sand for the last time in my life Sorry to hear, these power were useless, you hold porous bucket instead of heart that care. These watery eyes still waits to see you once,to create a mosaic view with a last tear drop But my love, i think its too late ,now i should leave the world . - Roshan
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The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016

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