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Death-Wait a Little
Just yesterday Love, in me was born,
It brought me a rose with a thorn,
It made me spend the days in trance,
And nights were spent, hoping to steal her glance.
Spring has set its foot in my garden after long,
Although its happiness, to me, did not belong,
With every blossoming flower, Death walked towards me,
O Death! Wait a little, let me for sometime more, in this world be...
O give me some time to ride the waves of the sea,
Some time to relax, unlike the busy bee.
Some time to peel off the mask and endure the pain,
till I'm dead and gone - for you won't let me set my foot here again.
Let me cherish her captivating smiles,
Please bestow some time on me- to spend with her
Till you take me away a thousand mile,
And drop me into the Hell's gutter.
Give me the time to wipe her tears,
The time to imprison all her fears,
The time till she finds a beloved,
So that she does not miss me- an Idiot!
It brought me a rose with a thorn,
It made me spend the days in trance,
And nights were spent, hoping to steal her glance.
Spring has set its foot in my garden after long,
Although its happiness, to me, did not belong,
With every blossoming flower, Death walked towards me,
O Death! Wait a little, let me for sometime more, in this world be...
O give me some time to ride the waves of the sea,
Some time to relax, unlike the busy bee.
Some time to peel off the mask and endure the pain,
till I'm dead and gone - for you won't let me set my foot here again.
Let me cherish her captivating smiles,
Please bestow some time on me- to spend with her
Till you take me away a thousand mile,
And drop me into the Hell's gutter.
Give me the time to wipe her tears,
The time to imprison all her fears,
The time till she finds a beloved,
So that she does not miss me- an Idiot!
Published 6th Nov 2018
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7th Nov 2018 6:24pm
Give me the time to wipe her tears,
The time to imprison all her fears,
The time till she finds a beloved,
So that she does not miss me- an Idiot!
a prayer for another? What a beautiful sentiment! may i keep this?
The time to imprison all her fears,
The time till she finds a beloved,
So that she does not miss me- an Idiot!
a prayer for another? What a beautiful sentiment! may i keep this?
