Time Will Come Someday

My soul,

Wants to be honest

With any feelings

Adoring anybody

For his good work,

I desire that

I must play the role 

For which I'm chosen;

For what it's worth.

One can see 

That twinkles in his eye,

One can perceive,

That experiences in mind,

He or she does not always 

Know his or her value of attachments,

And sometimes,

 It's hard to conceive.

Love,

A feeling of soul,

It comes from within,

The love that one gives others,

Also help him or her to grow.

Don't give more 

Than he or she can give.

The soul,

Keeper of emotions,

Matters of the heart,

Love is lost, 

Dreams stolen, 

Tears to roll,

Love remains in

The land of memories,

Dances only in the mind.

Love is lost,

Remains alive dreaming only,

Chasing for redeeming that life,

He threw away,

Confessing,

That his love was honest 

And

Declaring to the world,

Time will come,

His love would be realised.