The part of me that wants you erased
Not forgotten, just remembered in phrase
Of the story, how I gently effaced
Every trace of your memory with grace
The grace, your name is never sold
Never I forgot and never has it been told
Still, in my poems, as the proclamation
The veracity of your love is manifold
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I buried your name deep in the heart
Yet every verse reveals that it’s you are
Though I tried to keep myself strong
But when I write, each sob to you belongs
Though I left the past behind my way
Your every memory gets into mind every day
For love once lived always stays.
In the hidden griefs, I dare not say
I gave you the only portion of my heart
Tyranny is that I could never then take it apart
For it is yours anyhow, sweetheart.
But what did I do to deserve this pain on my part?
I know; I am distressed to say
Confessed is my love, only when I pray
For I have learnt in silent pains gotten
Unspoken Feelings are never forgotten
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 3:17 PM UTC
The part of me that wants you erased
Not forgotten, just remembered in phrase
Of the story, how I gently effaced
Every trace of your memory with grace
The grace, your name is never sold
Never I forgot and never has it been told
Still, in my poems, as the proclamation
The veracity of your love is manifold
Write on Medium
I buried your name deep in the heart
Yet every verse reveals that it’s you are
Though I tried to keep myself strong
But when I write, each sob to you belongs
Though I left the past behind my way
Your every memory gets into mind every day
For love once lived always stays.
In the hidden griefs, I dare not say
I gave you the only portion of my heart
Tyranny is that I could never then take it apart
For it is yours anyhow, sweetheart.
But what did I do to deserve this pain on my part?
I know; I am distressed to say
Confessed is my love, only when I pray
For I have learnt in silent pains gotten
Unspoken Feelings are never forgotten
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