"Miss You"
Birds stop chirping
Sun stop rising
Rivers stop flowing
Flowers stop growing.
Smiles are fading
Eyes are tearing
Seconds are hurting
Days are not passing
All world's beauty
Seems so horrid.
O father! When you are going
When you are leaving.
My eyes still searching
For that charming
Pearl so lovely
Shinning like Mithra
Smiling so warmly
Oh yes my chandelier!
I miss you really
You are the only
Fun is nothing
When you ain't homing
I see you everywhere
When you are on venture
As a flier
For our desires
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