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Jan 2019
People say let time play ,
Only I know that I have relied on it since may.
There was a time I used to get happy just after seeing her reply - 'okay',
I am a weird person people say that often.
They say they'll write it on my coffin.
I proved myself by not starting a conversation with hey.
I am just sick, all I can think of is her even when I lay.
She doesn't care,
I am just a passing hare,
Only I know how valuable is my tear.
I'll take revenge for every inch of it,
I have seen people knit,
For their loved ones .
I am so full of aggression,
That I wanna fire guns.
I think I have fallen into the trap of depression.
I should not be accepting this,
But I have found bliss even in this.
I hate the mire I have fallen into,
I hate this version of mine.
I still wanna play the game according to terms of time.
Doesn't she have even a little pinch of feelings for me?
Am I not even that loveable ?
I am just getting ignored like the preamble.
I'll not text her first.
I know that I still have that thirst,
But I don't want my anger to burst,
Because that'll seriously be the worst,
That one could ever imagine .
This time I loved for love 's sake,
All I got was a fool's take.
But now I have decided to leave through the gate.
Without letting her know ,
That this is gonna be one sided flow,
I am not gonna return,
Cause I dont have a lantern,
And it is now forever gonna be dark
And there's no mark.
I give up, I have lost all hope,
I just couldn't cope.
It was really painful holding that rope,
My little heart can't take no more.
Tushar Aswani
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Tushar Aswani  18/M/India
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