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Jan 2019
Well I despise myself for not being able to hate,
Someone played a really hard game with me and I guess it was fate,
But I decided that I wont give up my mate.
It has been a couple of months since that date.
Now I have finally lost all hope,
Earlier my intentions were as bold as that of pope.
I am just stuck in the game of life ,
I just want a deep pool to dive.
I used to be a person who used to strive,
Real hard till I achieved ,
What I aspired ,
Now I am as angry as a boss who has just blurted out the word 'fired'.
All life is doing to me is to make me more and more tired.
Someone just told me that it is a phase,
Which everyone has faced.
How do I tell that someone?
That she's the one,
Whom I lost in the battle of love,
I thought maybe she was my dove.
She has occupied my thoughts,
Like a lamp gets covered by moths.
I can never tell all of this to her face,
Because of that beautiful gaze.
Now it's the season of love and haze,
But she's not willing to fall for me,
And this is what hurts my knee.
It's still stagnant, I'm still stuck,
Maybe it's not just in my luck.
Tushar Aswani
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Tushar Aswani  18/M/India
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