Dreams when broken, don’t give us pain,
it really turns us to tatters, once realized that they are broken,…
it really turns us to tatters, once realized that they are broken,…
The sweet fairyland towards which we were driven,
stays with fairies & tinkers, in dreams once believed…
stays with fairies & tinkers, in dreams once believed…
Reality slaps us with it’s cruel hand, crushing the delicate eyelashes which smelt of our dreams……
No,
Tears make no sense now,
they just don’t serve the purpose……………
Tears make no sense now,
they just don’t serve the purpose……………
What is lost, is lost forever…
Surely a thing of drear,
We won’t have them back ever…………….!!
Surely a thing of drear,
We won’t have them back ever…………….!!
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