Sitting alongside my man - as an adorable pair of love birds.

We exchange promises with forever,
But they're just words.

"I love you to the moon and back",
Is what I often say,

for one other man, the same, I wish to convey.

I'm in guilt, I want to get rid of this cover,
I don't wish to remain an unfaithful lover.

I thought I'd never write again,
And yet here i am..
Going through the same pain,
*******.

I feel soo lonely, the way I was once used to of..
For those happy days, its supposed to be a pay-off..
Am that lonely toy, nobody wants to own,
Am that orphan child, nobody knows is gone..
Am that cry baby, that cries despite her age,
Once for grades, then for beauty, then for better wage..

But nobody hears me,
Nobody cares for me..

Even my so called lover jilted me at the altar.
Thought that happens only in the movies,
But my life's example isn't very far..


He wanted a beautiful bride, for his pride..
From me all he wanted was ***.
5 years, used me, and moved on to the next.

I could very well be an idiot,
Still wanting and begging him to come back,
Am planning to book the church again,
And request people to be dressed in black.

When your life's misery knows no bound,
when your happiness is never recorded as found.
Should you take the liberty,
to end your apathy?

There's an entire world out there,
about each one there you do care.
When not a soul talks to you back,
why do you still run on life's track?

Not a soul loves you; the one who claims to,
trust me my dear, would be better of without you.
Why extend your misery,when limited could be your days?
Yet,to relive this burning soul, you have been confused by the ways.