I am just a blank paper,
waiting for you to write
the most beautiful love letter.
Sometimes, I am just a tissue paper,
Waiting to catch your most precious
tears,
and turn them into your most wonderful
smiles.
I'm just crumpled paper lying next to
the dustbin,
containing all your anger.
Sometimes, I'm just an old guitar,
lying in the corner of your room,
waiting to sing for you.
Today, I'm just a sun on a spring
morning,
here to fade away the dull winters,
and bring back the colours back in your
life.
Cause,
I'm here to watch you smile...
accha likha hai abhinav
ReplyDeleteVery humble.
ReplyDeleteAww. . . Sweet!! (^_^)
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