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Tuesday, September 25, 2012


I remember the eyes that used to stare me;
the dimples that used to get deeper with smile,
I remember the way you used to walk around;
all that used to make my world happy for a while.

Donno how we parted our ways so far;
time passed you changed but haven’t changed I,
you must be happy in the world of your own;
but I still feel the same, I just cannot deny.

And my heart bleeds like skin between thorn(s);
I feel so bad, hurt to the core like lovelorn.

Why you gotta go, so far away;
it still gives me butterflies to think of you,
I guess it doesn’t make sense to stay;
‘cause I know you never felt the way I do.

So temme, how to get you back;
‘cause I long for you all day long,
is there any option left for me to choose;
or you are someone who to me does not belong.

I wish somebody could be there to make me warn;
before I fell for you, hurt to the core like lovelorn.

P.S.1 My creation, please do not copy!!
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  1. "...before I fell for you, hurt to the core like lovelorn."

    Terrific line

    Lovely poem Shreya.

  2. Shreya,

    Feelings of one hurt in love penned so touchingly.

    Take care

  3. another one of urs deep luv/betrayal type of poems. touchy again!

    1. Yeah.. though just an imagination. :)

  4. ..just keep on writing beautiful poems like these...let your pen do the talking..i am very sure he will will rise up from within these metaphors hidden in your poem..
    ..keep bleeding words.. :)


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