With him she saw all her dreams
but they are broken and tattered
like a piece of dazzling glass
into pieces and bits shattered
his love and taste she knew well
but hers- he never knew
day by day she died, well
only few things he knew!
eager to be his umbrella
under the scorching sun
ready to burn herself
to give him life's all fun
always accepted him and still did
in all conditions of sun and moon
but her love he never knew
referred to her-bloody, loon!
oh! what a pity-
for granted he took her
she was left alone in love's city
he didn't catch her
when she fell
and now she was lost....
then why did he beat his breast?
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57 GOLDEN FEATHERS-LEAVES OF POESY
PoetryA collection of heart-touching and narrative poems for all the poetry lovers...when words fail to express your vibes......poems do!
