The Hurt Heart The pain unknown to the hurt heart deprived of love,betrayed by life, the poor thing is no more. Isn't realizing the time at all, though hours passed-since its death. Fear of love the lovely dove went away moaning. Doesn't understand the heart's plight thinks she's right. So what!Yet the heart strives to live Saying,it has much to give to this world of innocence and darkness. So comin' back is that legend, in the new avatar of a brigand, to steal the love of its dove that hides in the mango grove. This one's i wrote on the night i proposed a girl for the first time whom i have been loving since 1995...
what do u mean by tht? me a flirt? if so...i make it clear...i am not one. n e ways ppl....no comments?no reps??? btw atleast tell how's it.........
i have one in hindi for the same feeling's........ Abb tum se kyaa batayeen kis imtahaan main hain Bazoo thake hueea hain phir bhi udaan main hain !! keep posting