I pretend that I am fine


I always feel that pretty face,
But I find nothing except empty space.
Every moment I want to listen that soft voice,
But it just became my virtual choice.
My heart searches for that wonderful joy,
But it always returns me tear in my eye.
Every time I pretend that I am fine,
But only my heart knows this pain.

Posted in my old blog on Friday, December 12th, 2008

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  1. Posted by Samu Shrestha, at Reply

    This is why my heart and soul and tongue confess…