Saturday, November 30, 2013

Random....

Strange are the ways of heart it beats for the heart which dies when it skips the beat ,
Strange are the ways of soul it sings for the soul when in pain it is and there is no one to console,
Strange are the ways of hope, it hopes when over the river there is no rope,
Hey  I don't wanna meet you baby,for I am in love with you maybe,
I don't want to look into your eyes, for I don't want my heart beat to rise,
In my heart's heart I say how the hell can I love you baby , and then the heart says coz " I am not in your control maybe"


  

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