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GOLDEN
TIMES, WITH A SILENT SHOUT

In
pain is my heart,

Leaves
a smile when it start.

My
pain reminds me of all your memories,

Your
beautiful voice seemed to me as melodies.

Your
prity eyes,

Seemed
like the stars that twinkle in the skies.

Your
wonderful smile,

Now
I realize I loved your every style.

The
way by which you rendered me your kiss,

Those
were the times I’ll forever miss.

I
remember the time when you held my hand,

The
courage I had to face a battle and withstand.

Your
curly hair, your hugs and your care,

I
remember all and say ‘God’s not fair’.

I
loved you so much,

How
should I say? I have no words as such.

You
are the darling of my heart,

The
sweet one of my part.

You
left me alone here,

Now
I’m drowned in my tears.

Baby
come back to me,

My
only wish is to be with thee.

Lost
I am without you,

Honey
my heart shouts “I love you!!!”

Few
seconds I may have spent with you it may be,

I
remember the time we had our coffees and tea.

In
your arms nights I’d spent,

It
was the time when my good luck was sent.

Even
today when I remember those days,

Washes
away all my pain in my tear waves.

The
way on my shoulder you kept your head,

The
times we spent talking late on bed.

When
I close my eyes even today,

I
see your face I remember your every way.

Bent
on my knees I beg you to be with me,

I
can’t live without seeing thee.

Dark
is this world like a cave,

Please
hold my hand if your intention is to save.

I
ask you to give me back my Golden times
with a silent shout,

Come
back to me before I throw my heart out.