August 11, 2009

Here I am

I stand on your empty paths,
in times of distress and sorrow,
when life turned off his face from you,
to hold your bare hands,
Here I am.

When the koo of the cuckoo remains no more,
When songs of life are muted,
Where only shattered dreams seen all the way,
then to bring a smile on your face,
Here I am.

When dark clouds are surrounded all over,
and the light of the sun could be seen no more,
when the flow of the breeze stops caressing your hair,
to shower the light upon you,
Here I am.

When you are completely alone,
you watch the stars, seek me around,
you do not find my shoulders to cry upon,
still to wipe out your tears,
Here I am.

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