The World of My Heart

I hope, I pray,
I will meet u some day,
And on that fine day,
Everything will be right.

Clouds will rain again,
And i’ll get rid of pain.
May be,
We will shed some tears,
But finally we will find a place,
For some smile and cheers.

The trees will shed the snow,
Hanging on the branches,
And leaves for so long.
And the gifted teddy bear,
Will wake up after sleeping so long.

The enviornment which is,
Full of dark and sorrow,
I wish for some light,
Which i could borrow.
The sad black walls,
Along which i am creeping,
Are all covered with moss,
Reciting of the loss,
Beared in the end of june.

The clouds floating above my head,
Are deep grey and sad,
And the sky above is colder,
I feel it should be blue instead,
Just as it used to be earlier.
But I hpoe and i pray,
And I will continue to pray,
And this colour,
Will be no more grey,
When I meet you,
Some day,
One fine day.

May be I will find out an end,
Of this dark never ending road,
And my back will get some relief,
From this continously increasing load.
Ormay be,
These clouds will also rain,
Just like my eyes wanted to,
But tears cannot find the way,
But surley they will rain,
Some day,
That fine day.

Here i am,
Just walking, or may be crippling,
But all alone.
I wish that you would be with me.
But on this wet and glossy road,
My odyssey is continuing,
For a long time,
And it will continue,
Till I meet You,
Some day,
That fine day.

May be,
The sky will be no more dark,
And i will see some light again,
Peeping from these grey clouds,
Filling the world of my heart,
With the same joy and pleasure,
That i felt before,
When i was with you.
The sky will turn blue again,
When i will meet you,
Some day,
That fine day.

May be,
The dark supple trees,
Will no more be just logs,
They will be nest for birds again,
The moisture in the air,
Will be eradicated,
By the smiling sunny face of you.
The darkness of horizon,
And the llong long staying,
Winter season so sad,
Will be lightful bright and mad,
Mad in happiness.
And here,
Yes here in my heart,
Spring will arive again,
On the day i will meet you,
One day,
That fine day,

The imagination of love,
Will walk again,
Just like the rusty bicycles,
Which comes out after so long.
The twinkling nights will see us,
Talking on the roof again.
The flowers will smile again,
And the fragnance of rose,
Will add up to make,
Everything happy again,
When i will meet you,
Some day,
That fine day,
The world of my heart,
Will be happy again.

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