Broken Sympathies and One Way Belief
In between all the stars
She has chosen middle bright one
I had to bring anyhow happiness
This life for her
So I am for whom
Only for her in conclusion.
I started throwing rope
A long rope
To pull her choice the star
My through was exact
I thought of full concentration
I fought for whole life.
A day passed night passed
Like this years and decade
As well as century passed
But star was visible
Only to the night
My waiting to meet the night.
A cycle of my attempt
Day after night
My happiness in night
When I got chance to see the star
The day to pull
It will be happy night.
My regular attempt of pulling
All the stars were fallen
In the heart of my land
And spread over surroundings in many pieces
But there was nothing than breaking
Of my dream and my heart.
That heart in which I believed
Betrayed, giving me chances for
To get it broken and smashed
Cracked with disbelief
Only I thought I did
Injustice to the stars
I lost in loneliness, left nothing.
Her move in the high in the use of mine
She was as laughing moon
Teasing me in my madness
Of my one way move
I woke up with the lost way
With the dragging mood.
She has chosen middle bright one
I had to bring anyhow happiness
This life for her
So I am for whom
Only for her in conclusion.
I started throwing rope
A long rope
To pull her choice the star
My through was exact
I thought of full concentration
I fought for whole life.
A day passed night passed
Like this years and decade
As well as century passed
But star was visible
Only to the night
My waiting to meet the night.
A cycle of my attempt
Day after night
My happiness in night
When I got chance to see the star
The day to pull
It will be happy night.
My regular attempt of pulling
All the stars were fallen
In the heart of my land
And spread over surroundings in many pieces
But there was nothing than breaking
Of my dream and my heart.
That heart in which I believed
Betrayed, giving me chances for
To get it broken and smashed
Cracked with disbelief
Only I thought I did
Injustice to the stars
I lost in loneliness, left nothing.
Her move in the high in the use of mine
She was as laughing moon
Teasing me in my madness
Of my one way move
I woke up with the lost way
With the dragging mood.
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