But it means a lot to me
This is the day that filled my hopes
And rejoiced my joy
I felt secure & comfortable in your arms
I believed you will never hurt me
One fine day,you left me forever
It doesn't hurt me anymore
It just killed my soul & I lost my innocence
Still, I don't regret
I laugh when I see the
Innocent reflection in the mirror
I wait for the rains
To cleanse my maimed soul
Now I realize life's too short or too long
To think about the past
And hope one day the glamour of love
Will be eroded with 'SANDS OF TIME'
nice poem.... hope its a fiction... :)
ReplyDeleteAah tht was touching!!
ReplyDelete@Anoop : Fortunately,that's jus a fiction.
ReplyDelete@Ria : :)
Very touching post..
ReplyDeleteBeautifully Composed :)
Keep writing dear :)
<3 Love it!
ReplyDeleteHEAR HEAR... well fiction for some TRUTH for others .. Sums up something .. true life is short to think of past.. may they rot in hell :)
ReplyDeletenew day new beginning for me hopefully NOT FOR THEM :)
do i sound cruel.. but then thats what i have become i guess thanks to someone GREAT he heheeh
beautiful poem .. Can I keep of copy of this if you dont mind .. do let me know
Bikram's
Such a convincing fiction. Nicely weaved:)
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem
ReplyDelete@Simran: Thank You..
ReplyDelete@Ph : :)
@Bikram : New day ,new beginning..Optimistic..
Guess I have so much to learn from you..
You don't sound cruel,I bet it..
I am pleased you liked the poem.You have the copy rights for this one!!
Take Care:)
@cyclopseven : Thank You..
ReplyDelete@A : I am pleased with the word 'very' in your comment:)
True, time and experience are the best teachers and time in addition is the best healer.
ReplyDeleteNice one.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
though its a fiction but there is a feel of reality into it for some....
ReplyDeletevery well penned.
Ah i hate those days which mean so much to you but dont mean anything to anyone else. Sigh.
ReplyDeletelife is too short or too long.....awesome! and so heartfelt.
ReplyDeleteGlad that its a fiction - but even feeling what you have written is a wonderful experience - it makes you sensitive - teaches one how sad one can be and then even the smallest speck of joy that you normally would have ignored will feel immense
ReplyDeletebeautiful :)
ReplyDeleteNice poem Neeha... very touching... hope it's not a real situation for you. btw, love can never lose its sheen.... never lose hope.
ReplyDeleteRESTLESS
@BA : Its true!!Experience states that.
ReplyDelete@Irfan : Glad I made it sound that way:)
@Raaji: Hey its jus fictional part,so no worries.
@Pratibha:Thankz for the visit.Hope to see you frequently.
ReplyDelete@Ceedy : :)
@Preetilatha : Thank You:)
@Restless : Hope so.
By the way..It's nt real:)
Lovely words...
ReplyDeleteLifes indeed not so short or so long to think about past...aptly said!
ReplyDeleteLive life in its each moment....not impossible but difficult...
your words shows feelings of hurt too!
:)
Beautifully written :) xx
ReplyDeleteNeeha, if u get time, c my blog.
ReplyDeleteNeeha, it is a nice work. We all feel it happens to every one, when hurt in love or in hate. But in fact, the intensity in which we feel hurt happens only to us. Because we are unique...
ReplyDeleteAnu
Beautiful... you have passion for words...
ReplyDeleteWow..it's a beautiful post.
ReplyDeleteTransparent yet deep in its formation.
words beautifully crafted..powerful and straight!! loved it gurl!!
ReplyDeleteNew in here and wud love your comments on my blog and if gud enuff then make me happy by following up. u have earned a follower btw :)
this is beautiful....
ReplyDeleteBeautiful .. very touching. It is also a reality for many women in this world.
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