Sunday, 5 April 2015

Alone in a crowded place

In a crowd of people,
Familiar faces all around,
Smiles and laughters,
Joy and happiness,
A perfect picture.

There I was in the middle,
Witnessing the atmosphere,
I wish you were near,
To sooth my sorrow,
To wipe my tears.

And the blue skies seem dark,
And all the green trees seem brown,
And warm lakes seem frozen,
Because when I miss you,
The world is with me too.

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