@ rizaaj... *AHEM AHEM* thanks yaar... app ko bhi fursat mil gaye : bari baat hai je... lol @ garima.... THANKS A LOT YAAR... was really looking forward to ur post! well i guess almost EVERYONE can relate to it EXCEPT the poetess i.e ME... THATS WEIRD! :shock: hehe... anyway.. THANKS A LOT!
Died For Love... I sit in the park where I dwell For this girl I love so well She took my heart away from me Now She wants to set me free I see a Boy on her lap She says things to him She never said to me I ran home to cry on my bed Not a word to mother was said Father came home late that night He looked at me from left to right He saw me hanging from a rope He took his knife to cut me down And on my dress a note was found: Dig my grave Dig it deep Dig my grave From head to feet And on the top place a dove And remember this, I died for love
