Pain
September 1st, 2008
How beautiful is the pain
Which gives us sorrow ,
The pain is a thing
Which we never borrow,
It comes to us without calling
And make us fearful ,
It makes us to cry
But sometimes it is cheerful,
Pain comes to everybody many times in thier life
And made us very hard ,
Sometimes we cry and sometimes not
But mostly when it comes to our cry start ,
How you are too much brave
Who calls you with your name ,
You make us cry,
With no profit and no gain . . .

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