......
She had gone..
life wasn't the same.
I tried to move on,
and hide the pain.
She missed me she said.
And the same I felt.
Lovely words of hers could
make any one's heart melt.
And then a cruel turn,
fate decided to take.
Misery and heartburn.
A smile gone fake.
He woke up one day,
to realize his fate.
"She wasn't true."
"She never was mate!"
Hoping against hope,
that what he heard was a lie,
he probed a little further,
till he let out a sigh.
One day she was perfect.
The next she was framed.
On the third, she was doubted,
And on the fourth, she was blamed.
I sometimes walk by,
the place where we kissed.
My mind imagining,
a love that we missed.
A love undying,
Of promises promised.
A shattered soul leaving
only hurt to be reminisced.
2 Comments:
i am currently reading alchemy of desire...and your poem poses a strange analogy...
impressive to say the least eh??
life is full of strange coincidences!!!haven't read that book neither do i know anything about it's contents...aye aye..funny things get thrown at u sometimes :)
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