When the train is starting
and the tears are rolling,
When my hand is shaking
and my heart is pumping,
Do you know this??..
YOU ARE THE PERSON WHOM I MISS..
When holidays are coming
and everyone is leaving is leaving,
When i am just calling
to hear you speaking,
do you know this??..
YOU ARE THE PERSON WHOM I MISS..
the fun we made
the joy we had,
the games we played
and the times we shared,
THOSE TIMES WERE THE BEST,
BUT WE LIVE WITHOUT THE REST..
** this poem is contributed by my friend Aranya.
thanks Aranya..
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