I would have hugged you and plead,
"Don't leave me please.."
But I never knew ,until everything was lost,
Up until the day your girl boast.
Your girl? Wasn't it always supposed to be me?
But then, she is perfect, too perfect,unlike me.
I define fault ,'cruel' as 'you know'!
You'll never regret because ,the real me, you never knew,
The girl who will love you till she dies,
Slowly ebbing away as time flies,
Why did you tell me all those words kind,
Which kept me blind from my changed mind?
Because otherwise my sweet;
My darling ,my love,my beat,
I would have just hugged and and plead
Until, My love ,you believe....
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"You are the lucky one because you can choose to love me or not,but I can only choose to love you or love you more."-The Lucky One.
Written in love for my lost love.
-Chaahat
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Khamoshiyaan
PoetryTHE VOICE OF SILENCE. Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will, Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later; The limits are set and broken by the words , The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out...
