Tears
When I sit alone
and think my past
then tears rise in the heart
and comes to the eyes.
Intensity of love is important
not important its success
Sweet memories of the past
pleasant and painful,
Nobody knows
what is good for him
Planning for future
always create a laziness,
So I want to do
everything in the present
But failure of my past
gather tears in my eyes
Boots up my confidence
only one ways
My decision was right
who had taken in the past.
ashok
wahhhhh……. yaar kamal kar diya
Beautifully expressed by words…:)
Good post……..Accept everything…….Good lucks
Very nice post…………. memories of hard time is painful but sometimes memories is beautiful, when we miss them then tears comes from our eyes.