I’m looking for you
All this way,
Even when I’m wearing the mask of anger
I’was tried to hide my love inside
That love leads me all this way.
When I’m looking for you,
I saw them,
Two pairs of wet eyes.
One of them-
It belongs to the wife of the deceased
And the other is the wife of the murderer.
All dreams have dried up in both!
One of it filled with full of pain
and the other full of fear.
When I’m looking for you, Again I saw them,
Two more pairs of eyes,
One of them-
It belongs to the child of the deceased
And the other is the child of the murderer.
One of it filled with full of hatred
and the other full of fear.
All over it,
My heart fills with the
virus of fear
Whether you died or killed;
I will be without you…
Bahiya
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