Wet eyes of a son
My eyes are wet and words are all set
Maybe i am not that young yet to be done
I might sound crazy as i often stay lazy
The hearts little upset dunno what's next
I am writing this lines for someone being nice
I am writing it for the one i believe ain't alive
I might not describe his influence on me
I might fall short even in describing his story
I believe to be his shadow his replica in life
I believe to walk on his principles of life
It's about his presence which mattered me most
It's him who taught me how to stay strong and bold
I was not a born good writer it is all who made me so
I was not a born good reader either it was him who made me so
I learned from him all till the end of his life
He taught me best lesson of life when he left me alone
I look at that dark night sky thinking him to be a star
I look at that night sky wishing him to be up right there
It was just a bad day when i lost his touch of life
It was just that one day that changed everything over a night
I believe to be the words of his writing in life
I believe to be his shadow while he walked his journey of life.
-Nitish
Maybe i am not that young yet to be done
I might sound crazy as i often stay lazy
The hearts little upset dunno what's next
I am writing this lines for someone being nice
I am writing it for the one i believe ain't alive
I might not describe his influence on me
I might fall short even in describing his story
I believe to be his shadow his replica in life
I believe to walk on his principles of life
It's about his presence which mattered me most
It's him who taught me how to stay strong and bold
I was not a born good writer it is all who made me so
I was not a born good reader either it was him who made me so
I learned from him all till the end of his life
He taught me best lesson of life when he left me alone
I look at that dark night sky thinking him to be a star
I look at that night sky wishing him to be up right there
It was just a bad day when i lost his touch of life
It was just that one day that changed everything over a night
I believe to be the words of his writing in life
I believe to be his shadow while he walked his journey of life.
-Nitish
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