Now I live alone in our home.
No flowers on the door, No calls on the phone.
On a broken bridge, I stand alone
No long drive, No late nights.
Without you I’m a soul, whose life has dried.
I wish to come there too.
I wish I were with you.
Last night I cried, broke the promise
I made to you.
No jaan, I’m not weak, I don’t usually faint.
It’s just that
my life isn’t easy, from the day you went.
There isn’t anything I listen to, just the music you gave.
And I don’t eat chocolates; No one buys them for me.
No, I don’t have mates. They too went after you left me.
I still talk to you. But you never answer me.
And this reminds me of the game on phone
You played always to scare me.
‘Cos no one admires it,& I feel so left alone.
I don’t wear the dresses I used to love the most
And when fake-sters show sympathy
I tell them to get lost
And I cry whole night cursing our destiny
I will come to you, and then together we’d dwell.
Would go to the forgotten world
Exactly, the one we use to dream about.
You don’t understand.
My life isn’t easy from the day you went
From the day you went …
5 Comments:
Touching
Thanks Palash :)
hmmmm
thik thak hai:p
lolz
very emotional .....the one u are missing inthe poem is really lucky :)
keep writing
SYG
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