It was one of those days,
When emotions were vague.
And the idea of true love,
Made me nauseous.
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We talked one of those days.
He was saying about a girl,
The girl; His girl,
Who left him long back,
And I didn't understand why he never let go.
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And it was one of those days,
He said,
"May be, someday she will
call me and ask
'Have you stopped loving me?
Or are you still the crazy guy who fell in love?'
May be........someday she will,
Think of me,
Just one more time."
And i didn't understand his hopeless hopes.
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It was one of those days
& he sighed lost in thought saying
"May be,someday I would
Die in her arms and then
May be,it will be over
The hurt and pain,
In her arms
Laying silently, I would take my last breath
Looking at her face I would pass away.
May be,I shall
Close my eyes, be with her in my dreams, "
For one last time.
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And i stayed silent,
For some things need not be said,
Also I didn't understand yet,
Why he never let go.
I went to my window
And stared at the green expanse,
Which looked like a painter's imagination,
And thanked him, that guy.
For he showed me true love exist.
-
May be....... even saved me,
From being bitter and heartless,
Just in time.
-
And it was one of those days,
I didn't believe in love,
For just one last time.
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This poem is not solely my composition. It is based on a real conversation. And the guy really said all those things. I just tweeked the words a little.
Hope you guys liked it. Let me know about it
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