After you left
I was sitting and watching My self in the mirror
I was sad and was looking with some horror
I wanted to put an end to my life
I was sitting and was holding a knife
I wanted to it to cut my wrist
But I remembered that there once you kissed
I was thinking what have I done
I was thinking what have I done
I wanted to end my life there and then
I was thinking from where it began
It was little misunderstanding which lead to this
And now As i begin to miss
all those beautiful days spent together
we loved each other in every weather
I was thinking what have I done
I looked at the wrist and the knife
I remembered that you wanted me to be your wife
It was me who delayed the things
As I wanted to fly with my wings
But I never wanted to disappoint you
I love you and only you
I am sorry that I hurt you
I want to come back to you
Will you accept me and be mine
And will it again all be fine
This is all what i doubt
I can see the dark clouds
I am looking at the wrists and the knife
I am going to end my life
silence prevails...................................
wow :):)
ReplyDeleteThanks smita !!!
ReplyDeleteIndeed a good one :)
ReplyDeleteRegards
village girl
Thanks a lot Roopz !!!
ReplyDeleteah I soooo like your blog !!
kya baat h! Good one...
ReplyDeleteThanks Ghata !!!
ReplyDeleteLovely indeed
ReplyDeleteThanks @sunbyanyname :)
ReplyDeletehi sorry for the late response,i got ur msg for review:)but as there was some problem with my data card i just couldnt do so uptill now so here goes,i love your words,the poetry very well penned..enjoyed reading it for the critic part i would only suggest you to add a bit of colour too your blog here and thats about it..the writing is flawless:)keep it up
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ReplyDeleteThanksa lot .
That encourages me a lot and for the color part I have been criticized a lot
I guess its time to change
Thanks a lot again for the encouragement
Phew... Hair raising...
ReplyDeleteThankew
DeleteVery nice flow of thoughts Rahul,& that too from the mouth of the other gender-very appreciable.
ReplyDeleteImagination a writers dream !! Thanks a lot Indu ji
DeleteI like poems which make sense ,not only to the writer,but also to the readers.
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