Memories are of two types
One sweet and the other bitter
And oh my dear!
You had given me only the first one.
The days which I spent with you
Were specially with a golden hue.
And at nights when I
Saw the moon and the stars in the black sky,
You won’t believe if you hear
I could only see your lovely eyes.
And when I tried hard to listen
Anything nearby, I could only hear
The voice so sweet, so melodious
Telling me about the word ‘Love’
And teaching me how to spell it,
In such a sweet attitude.
I can never forget you,
Never, at least in my small life.
May be today you are not here,
But from the place where you are
Far…far…far away from me
Inside the clouds, in a new land
You must hear me….
I love you dear!
I love you!
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