Tarun K.Singh

Tarun K.Singh
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Sunday 17 June 2012

Lover' Grief


The place was private and secret for them where they used to meet and talk. But today what is this? They have been caught by their known and been warned not to meet ever in life. Here GIRL explains her grief on this.



Kept hidden kept privacy
Never flaunt my ecstasy
  Only he and I were to know
   How it became nasty
     That’s now is no more secret
     We are caught at our desolate
        No more we can convene here
        Now place is not isolate

Eyes in eyes hand in hand
Lost in each other’s presence
   Those long talk or those intermingle
   Not even possible to see love one
      No more he can sing for me now on
      Nothing for us is left closet
         That’s now is no more secret,
         We are caught at our desolate

No more they will allow me to be here
But he must be happy he must take care
   When he come here and doesn’t find me
   I wish he find someone better to be with
      That’s now is no more secret,
      We are caught at our desolate
         No more we can convene here
         Now place is not isolate

1 comment:

  1. Although we have to be APART,
    We'll always Be Together.....

    Reality is often bleak,
    But LOVE remains inside
    A glass house on a mountain peak,
    The wintry world beside.

    LOVE can build its own four walls
    And heat its own small room.
    Through icy winds and blinding squalls,
    Love can be in bloom!!!!!!!!!!!

    Though continents drift far downstream
    And mountains disappear,
    And life dissolve into a dream,
    Our love will still be here,
    You'll turn, and I'll be here.

    @Deep

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