PEN- PROLAY.
INK- ANANYA.
S.V.O
TO THAT " SHE "
Silence tells of you ,
when I am in crowed ,
and my tears tells of you ,
when I am to be proud .
My all dreamy eyes ,
take you to my that sky ,
my " me " stays just within ,
Just when , I can not fly .
My past , present and future ...
they all just lead me to you ,
sometimes with the setting sun ,
and sometimes with fallen dew.
Written on 8/12/2010 in the memory of my Mom.
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