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Cry not .... My dear, Cry Not

 
 
When death comes calling one day,  
With her chariot at my doorsteps,  
To take me for that final journey,  
And my soul, like a wounded bird,  
Fluttering the wings to break the cage,  
To get out of it and to go with her,  
To go to a world where no sorrow lives,  
A world where love made its abode,  
Cry not... cry not, my dear, cry not, for,  
The tears will drown the smile in your eyes,  
But I want to see the smile in your eyes,  
Till my heart stops beating at last.  
_________ premakumar___________  
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   cage= body; world = heaven
Written by Prems (Premakumar Chunkath)
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