Image Summer 2014 |
You will bring flowers for me
To my coffin
Then
I will be not here to smell
You will shed tears
Remembering my love
But
I will be not here to wipe them
You will beg for my warmth
And promise to give time
Then
I will not be here to understand
You will shower me with love
And try to cheer me
But
I will be cold and emotionless
~20/04/2015~
Deeप्ती (Copyright all rights reserved)
What we do for the dead is really done for us.
ReplyDeleteYes KAT Writer .. we regret later about so many things.. but what is the point then to do so..
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