People ask me the reason
I give the none
Earlier things were different
Now life is full of adulterant
Everything seems missing
Yeah! I guess it's you
No one knows if you feel
The same that I feel
I miss those loving autumns
Which now have become dry winters
Being alone is the worst feeling
Not like what we feel together
I wish you could be here with me
But then I let out a tear
And satisfy myself not to dream
Written By - Bhavana Varma
Edited By - Guy In The Blue Jean
So very well written, it bought me to tears. Indeed the pain of being alone in love is the worst of all, and what makes it more worse is the fact that we mean nothing to the one whom we have made our life.
ReplyDeleteThere is so much of pain in this poem. I hope you and Bhavana both get the love of your lives and don't have to bear the pain anymore.
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