Restroing my pain !!!
I was in the inner part of the Xanthine
Only the rays from the Sun were kissing me
No one could know and glance me at that time
Because I was restoring my pain in the Xanthine
Now One red ghost is flying over the Xanthine
All the secret is going to be broken by here
The competition is very dangerous
Because I was restoring my pain in the Xanthine
At the same time a bold idea comes into my mind
Collides with the heart & drops from the eyes
But nothing happens at that time
Because I was restoring my pain in the Xanthine
But my mother used to say me that
You must wait the sound I Love You
Until she knows the value of your tears
Because still you are restoring your pain in the Xanthine
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I have no words to express lots of thanx for your poem because I am too much impressed by your poem.
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