A simple Story
krishnaveni | 6 March 2008, 1:00pm
A silent night,
A teary drop traveling down her cheek.
A silent sob,
Because no one knew she could weep.
Once this face knew nothing of tears,
Had never shown any fears,
So maybe the gods thought that it was the time right,
To see this face cry in fright.
Then came someone in guise,
Who promised the face a hope of paradise.
Little did it know that gods have conspired.
To see it wither in sorrow has them inspired.
That someone was sent to a distant land,
And promises were left at the mercy of the wind,
written in sand.
So now it has come down to this. . .
A silent night,
A teary drop traveling down her cheek.
A silent sob,
Because no one ever knew this face could weep.
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