The scorching pain of..
bygone days remain..
like a scar never healed..
it remains unseen & untold..
yet it erupts unknowingly..
with tears streaming down my cheeks..
will our love blossom again,
as in spring after winter,
will there be dreams,
for both you & me..
will we see the sunshine,
again through our hearts..
will the little birds chirp..
a love song for you & me..
will the moon shy away...
& hide behind the clouds..
will the happiness bloom
again in our lives.
making it colourful & worth..
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