Friday, December 03, 2010

Beyond my tears. . . . . .

A drop of my tear...
On my finger tip,
I just try to see...
What is in it,

I see a gal...
Smile and look at me,
Her eyes, her face...
Make me feel free,

Suddenly the drop of tears...
Slide from my finger tip,
I feel very sad and alone...
And feel hurt on my every heart beat,

I cant live without of her..
I cry and tears come on my chiq,
I feel my gal kiss me throug tears...
N say m alway with you like this,

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"..guys i want to tell u that m nt gud in english..bt i alway try to improve my english and dt why some time i write poem in english which come out from my heart..
I hope u understnd my english n like my poem...."