Give Back My Glove
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
admin
I did not kill my lovely wife.
I did not slash her with a knife.
I did not bonk her on the head.
I did not know that she was dead.
I stayed at home that fateful night.
I took a cab, then took a flight.
The bag I had was just for me.
My bag! My bag! Hey, leave it be.
When I came home I had a gash.
My hand was cut from broken glass.
I cut my hand on broken glass.
A broken glass did cause that gash.
I have nothing, nothing to hide.
My friend, he took me for a ride.
Did you take this person's life?
Did you do it with a knife?
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not anytime.
Did you hit her from above?
Did you drop this bloody glove?
I did not hit her from above.
I cannot even wear that glove.
I did not do it with a knife.
I did not, could not kill my wife.
I did not do this awful crime.
I could not, would not, not anytime.
And now I'm free, I can return
To my house for which I yearn.
And to my family whom I love.
Hey now I'm free -- Give back my glove!!
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Yaad to aati hogi tumko rulati hogi
Meri tasvir tumhe roj r
Idle Dream
In idle dreams of long ago,
I imagined my true love;
A perfect match, a soulmate,
Moment in Time
We talked,
We walked,
for a Moment in Time.
You passed through my life that
Tum mere ho ...
Akkar Bakkar bambay bO
Kuch B hO tum, Mere hO ^_^
Geetanjali
Where the mind is without fear
and the head is held high;
Where kn
I Miss You
I miss you in the morning,
I miss you late at night,
But I know what you are doing
Is good
Friendship Is The Best Ship Of All
Friendship is priceless
And can never be forgotten.
Friendship is timeless
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Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms
pyar mat karna
दुनिया में किसी से कभी प्यार मत करना
Days come and go
Days come and go
But my feelings for you are forever
I am just not capable
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