She uttered the sharpest of words
And compared my heart to a piece of wood
She was just in her views
I conveyed the news with no tears
It was the suicide of a friend, young
Alas! Not all stars sets in the evening
She condemned me as inhuman and indifferent
And continued with her sobs, me still silent
She has learned from somewhere a little biology
Some etiquette from society or may be sociology
But never the story of a kid destined to cry
All through out life, that too silent out of shy
She never knew that some glands gets forever dried
If it was denied the soothing shade it deserved
She was just in her views
I didn't convey the news with drops of tears
mashoodkk
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