How oft, seeing thee, in my heart there's a sweet
ache,
When will my soul's
secret thou partake?
Why do my lips always remain
sealed tight,
Why do no words escape
my lips when You’re in my sight?
Why do love's blooms
between us fail, Why do they wither before the tale? As in dreams thou softly
appear,
Why not in life dost
thou draw near? When memories of thee fill my eyes, Why do they overflow with
tearful sighs?
In thy love, only
sorrow, I found,
Yet to this pain, I'm forever
bound.
Thursday, 18/7/2024, 11:06 PM Ajay Sardesai (Megh)
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