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And it defines that whenever you do something, wherever you go, whatever you are, trying to forget me. my face'll always stand in front of you, to whom you love very much.
And your soul just memorised me in every moment of our life which we spent together.
Its not a fiction, not an imagination, its a real story in a form of poetry, An untold story.
Everytime you look in the mirror
One thing is always there
Which you can' t bear
My face, my face, my face
i love you more than the height of sky
i am fed up with the word of why
which you just put in
every case, case, case
All the time i'm waiting for glimpse
Want to kiss in your juicy lips
miss you not even one rather
all days, days, days
you are the only whom i trust much
magic is in your every touch
there's the only thing which i live
very less, less, less
Everytime you look in the mirror
One thing is always there
Which you can' t bear
My face, my face, my face
while you walk on the street
light is gonna be dim
your shadow show instead of your
my face, my face, my face
you forgot me by your mind
but heart is very kind
which is always trying to
trace, trace, trace
memories are never deleted
it's the only thing which heart repeated
do everything what you want in
all the ways, ways, ways
Everytime you look in the mirror
One thing is always there
Which you can' t bear
My face, my face, my face
my face, my face, my face
my face, my face, my face
my faceeeee !!!!
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It happens!! You will grow out of the pain and move on.
ReplyDeletetime to move on and get ur life back
ReplyDeleteATB for BAT :)
Pain reflected well in your words . Take care.
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ReplyDeleteThe saddest line of this post is- "Its not a fiction, not an imagination, its a real story in a form of poetry, An untold story." ..
I wish it was fiction.
Hope you find peace and happiness :) Takecare..and All the best for BAT32 :)
Virender,
ReplyDeleteI think it is time for you to move on. Life is not just love, move on, and I'm sure you will find someone who will be yours till your last breathe. :)
Someone is Special
Hi Viru, Things will change, time will heal all the pain. Take care :)
ReplyDeleteI think you could put in a little effort on your grammar, and your poems will become even better.
ReplyDeleteI found Hindi ones too on your blog... nice.
This one: I think the 4th line repetition of words can be avoided. It is a bit monotonous. Otherwise, you have expressed yourself well.
I wonder how the realization of selfish love can product such poetry? Were you serious?
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