Good morning..
This is a poem by 'Shashank Rastogi'.. He wanted to share it with you all via my blog.. [I am happy, he felt like speaking through my blog]
Still waiting for that day
When she broke my heart...
It was a beautiful morning,
all the lovely birds and flowers were yawning,
in the form of small droplets,the rain was falling,
n in my mind,peace and calmness were crawling...
then,she came up,n welcomed me,
with her mesmerizing smile,
but all this,was just for a while...
suddenly the light rain got heavy n the clouds got dark,
and all my peace,just blew up with a spark....
all this, was just becoz of her expressionless attitude,
and why i fell for her,is a mistake,for which...
I still shiver in my own ingratitude..
everytime I gave her a flower n she just said thanks,
all my sentiments in pain n distrust,got hanged....
everytime I raised my hand,to hold hers,
and she didn't react.
I used to settle myself by saying that,
a day will cum,
when she herself will hold my hand,
when she herself will give me the hug,
in which I would be able to hold my entire world,
but she, destroyed all my hopes,
n i feel like hanging myself up with a rope...
but in my mind,there is a huge fear,
that, d day I die,will there be,
on my dead body,
a single drop of her tears.....
I m still waiting for those hands,to complete,
the spaces between mine,
I m still waiting, for that hug,for that kiss....
and in my life,her support is something,that
I really miss.
I m still waiting for that day,
when my dreams will become true,
n my life, will get the proper way..
NOTE :- I tried to give the poem a name.. So if you have a better suggestion, please leave a comment..
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