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                           That time as the sun creeped up shyly,
                                 t time as the sun cr
                                                                  eeped up sh
                                                                                        yly
                                                                                            ,
                  G en   tle t  ear dr    ops r   olled do      wn y     our cheeks sadly            ,
                  Gentle tear drops rolled down your cheeks sadly,
                    Slowly your image disappeared like an illusion
                    Slo  wly y    our image disappear                 ed like an illusion
                                                                ond y
                            A
                                      alked a
                            As I walked away beyond your vision.
                                                                          our vision.
                              s I w
                                                       y bey
                                                  w
                                                     a
                                                                         e y
                                                               ,
                                                                       v
                                                                “I lo
                                                         our
                                      I still hear y
                                                                              ou
                                      I still hear your, “I love you.”
                                                                                  .
                                                                                   ”
                                                    t hugs out of the blue
                                        our sof
                                eel y
                              F
                              Feel your soft hugs out of the blue
                             T
                                      omfiness of being in y
                             The comfiness of being in your arm,
                                                                                       m,
                               he c
                                                                             our ar
 OU
                                                                                  m.
 JUST
 MISSING Y
                                  Nothing can belittle its char
 JUST  MISSING Y OU               Nothing can belittle its charm.
                                                                ooped up r
                              No
                              Now as I sit in this cooped up room
                                                                                   oom
                                   w as I sit in this c
                            With nothing but a bed and a broom;
                            W  ith nothing but a bed and a br                       oom;
                                                        y did I ev
                                                                                 v
                                                                                   e?
                                       onder wh
                                  I w
                                                                       er lea
                                  I wonder why did I ever leave?
                                                                                   e
                                                                  our believ
                                            er
                                   Sha
                                         tt
                                                ing all of y
                                   Shattering all of your believe.                   .
                                 But no
                                             w nothing c
                                                                 ould change
                                 But now nothing could change,                         ,
                          As my mind goes haywire and derange.
                          A  s m   y mind goes ha            y wir   e and der       ange     .
                                                             as all mine
                                                                               ,
                                           he fault w
                                         The fault was all mine,
                                         T
                              But I still miss you, oh love of thine!
                                                                          e of thine!
                                                             , oh lo
                                                        ou
                              But I still miss y
                                                                        v


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