Would you rest in the dreams..
Will these hands be able to hold you tight?
Would tide accompany you in dreams or live?
Would there be stars twinkling..in the moonlit day light?
The leaves may dry and die ,a day..
I may grow too old in the deep forlorn..
Queer pang may lie behind the fogs..
Far may be you,away from this heart..
May i not rush with you so fast..
May i lose the dash of beauty..that i have,
May i not smile though it is my duty..
But there will be light..
There will be nights..
Rain would wash down all the scars in vain..
May the sash be a rope..
May i die with a hope..
Hope to make you wait..
Hope to hold you..and embrace you tight.
Hope to live with the memories as you would pass by..
Oh!Time can we hold hands and walk in the rains?
Oh!Time, don't depart i beg,till HE shuts these eyes and let it never open again.
Will these hands be able to hold you tight?
Would tide accompany you in dreams or live?
Would there be stars twinkling..in the moonlit day light?
The leaves may dry and die ,a day..
I may grow too old in the deep forlorn..
Queer pang may lie behind the fogs..
Far may be you,away from this heart..
May i not rush with you so fast..
May i lose the dash of beauty..that i have,
May i not smile though it is my duty..
But there will be light..
There will be nights..
Rain would wash down all the scars in vain..
May the sash be a rope..
May i die with a hope..
Hope to make you wait..
Hope to hold you..and embrace you tight.
Hope to live with the memories as you would pass by..
Oh!Time can we hold hands and walk in the rains?
Oh!Time, don't depart i beg,till HE shuts these eyes and let it never open again.
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