These tears have a story to tell,
I have kept them in your heart,
To cry with my pain,
As we turn around this corner,
To take different roads.
It’s important to stay apart,
So as to miss each other,
And keep loving long after,
The secret of love is known.
This evening walk is a pensive sigh,
From the lips of a tired day.
Its warmth would be lost
In the cold night of broken stars.
I will come in the morning again,
With the dew on green grass,
Whenever your tears will fall,
I will hold your hands again.
Those would be little moments,
Little verses I will read to you,
Little mornings spent together
For that we shall live forever.
(c)Ankur Shrivastava
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