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Oct 2019
Yesterday when we broke down ,
It felt like i was bomb dropped
From the picture frame i was cropped
Flopped , the reason which u left
I felt of being theft
The bond of love,
Which we shared between us,
Broke in a  mere fuss
Why one always needs to be two faced
First to draw attention
Second to leave apprehensions

Well  I don't mention

Always dreamt of building our own house
Playing as if  Tom and his mouse
Thought of following juliet's espouse
Making each and every moment rouse
How about buying a doghouse ?
How about buying a dollhouse ?
These questions just keep wandering in my head
Pain and agony are quite ahead
I don't want to move ahead
Instead I need  a head
To hold my heart high
But again i m scared to apply


Now ,
No more complies
No more lies
Nowhere to lie
Nothing to hide

  
You spelt "LIVE" wrong
Chose "EVIL" instead to "LIVE"long
Satvik gupta
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Satvik gupta  21/M/India
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