Smiles from the innocent,
Turn into regretful woman,
Hidden self-confidence,
Ray of light that can't be seen...
This is all that is left of me,
I've been torn and beaten,
I have cried too many puddles,
And lacking tender cuddles...
But here I still stand,
All alone, maybe even dead to the world,
All that I am, would you take me as I am?
Would you except me without change?...
All I have to give is myself,
I need love and tenderness,
Will you see through your needs,
And rescue me....
A contest entry
- except my self... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended September 25, 2007, 15 entries
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All I have to give is myself,
I need love and tenderness,
Will you see through your needs,
And rescue me....
Yes you are stunning in the depth of your work..you have a way in your words..I love your expressions..thanks for the entry in my contest..
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