Come to Me

I’ll call you will o’ the wisp’

Though like a willow you weep

All those tears drops you shed in vain

Like pearls I’ll preserve and keep.

I know there’s mirth within your heart

Though in a lonely corner you cry

I choose to see the laughter inside

Even though to share them you’re shy.

I’ll make bouquets of words I find

And lay them at your feet

Hoping you’ll accept them anon

And smile at my stupid feat.

I know pain can be deep

And solace a distant star

I’ll hope my words will comfort you

Though I may be so far.

It was pain that carved me out

Then hollowed me out with tears

So now I can store even your pain

And protect you from your fears.

Take all the hurt that life offers you

And give it a smile in return

Life will open his arms to you

It’s not life’s nature to spurn.

The past is gone, today is here

Tomorrow no one knows

So plant a seed of happiness

And watch it at is grows.

But if you choose to wail to me

Or even for memories past

I’ll listen to them like symphonies

And hold you as long as it will last.

It’s not only your smile I seek

But also the pain within your soul

Be my friend and come to me

Just as you are – I want the whole.

~Siddharth Sanyal~

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