her teardrops

one of the classroom notes. used to do when i get bored of the chemistry class i guess, at st antony’s public school (saps), kanjirapally

Her tear drops over my wound
Ever have a healing sound
O’ she is my glittering star
Smiling on me from way afar
Golden are the moments with her
The love she showers, I forget never
For she is my love, my dear
My own in any fear

class xi, 20.02.96

6 Responses

  1. anubhavi says:

    roxy,

    practically speaking tears are salty right……

    so they are going to be more painful.

    how come they healed your wound.

    its intrsting…

    hey shd i ask you?

    are u a dreamer or a realistic practical person?

    anyway ur blog balances both

    nice job

    anubhavi

    • rocksea says:

      anubhavi,

      salt is healing right? though they’re painful in the beginning 🙂

      oh i used to be lot of a dreamer, way back. i should say that is what brought me up to all these levels of living life in different realms. so, to dream is to be practical! i wish i dream more these days!!

  2. Sarah says:

    🙂 you write well in boredom too! Who’s tear drops healed your wound?

  3. rocksea says:

    by the way, long time since i saw you online! hope you’re keeping fine.

  4. rocksea says:

     really?!! am happy found it in the class xi rough book.

  5. Litty says:

    Hi Roskei,

    I remember this….

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