Hey Minha,you still have my favourite ring which i gave you??... keep that with you everytime that was the last thing which i have given you as a proof of my love..Minha,The name which i love the most..The girl who was an angel in my life..Am i hurt??.
Hey, Wasik arfat(thats me),I am finally putting pen to paper..i am not sure that writing journal will give my answers to all the questions i have.But i have got to try.My heads dizzle with sinosidial wave that have been from past one year.I have looking the ways to end up my life--the sleeping pills,the blades,the chemist shop who is selling the pills without prescription..I am wasiq,and i am lying to myself that everything will be alright and she will come back..one year since she left me for someone else who look better then me but actually he is not..Now lying to everyone is good that i am alright.everyone does that right??It's healthy. Is it not?? How else you are going to survive in this cruel world??..But lying to yourself?? It is fucking shit every done with ourself..isn't?
So wasiq, Let's not lie anymore with yourself..shall we start??
So describing her will be a good start right??.She is the girl with full of fairness..short in height..her long hair smooth hair..her eyes with dark and long eye brows..perfect shape of face..chubby cheeks..beautifull nose.little big nose..i like her nose...pink lips..perfect ear..her wide smile..her soft hand...little golden hair near the ear area...is it enough??
Her childness was my favourite habit in her..I was the tom and she was the jerry..yes! You are right,she gave me this name..The light of my darkness..
The moon of my sky...Before she came in my life,i was lost in the deep sky,in the oceans of sadness..The shyness on her face when she talks with me..The sweetness in her voice..
She was a complete package of beauty..
On june 18,2018,she came in my life..Emptyness,sadness,she was light of my life. When she came in my life, i almost went to 7 hostel rooms that i found the love of my life. That happiness which i will never get now.We first met outside the erina ice cream parlour..She was waiting outside and i came..Waiting for me..finding me on the streets of thousand faces..curosity in her brown eyes..I parked the scooty and got near to her...She smiled like when the sun came out of the clouds..She said hi..and i smiled too..felt relaxed..after 3 years..Her presence made me feel like a complete world...we walk a little metres holding hands of each other,talking meaningless things to show interest and to increase the time..I was listening her..Seeing her face,her expression,her lips action and getting lost in her voice..
We went back to the parlour and she invited me in..But i refused because hsr friends was there...I said a sweet goodbye and pulled her cheeks and then she went inside..
YOU ARE READING
Tom's jerry
PoetryIt has been one year since you left me on the edge of the life where i had to choose between the life and death-i coundn't save myself.I lost everything.Minha i want to stay hidden from the world.And the more you ignored me,the more i came close to...