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What I Forgot... I Can't Actually Recall That, But I'd Again Try To Pull It Outta My Hat. I Barely Remember It, But A Smile Comes To My Face, Whenever I Get Any Faint Hint. Her Face Flashes In Memory, As I Try To Recall Her Face, In My Moments Of Loneliness, Of Inexplicable Emptiness. Her Sweet Voice Rings In My Ears, As I Get Bored By Stuff, In The While I Pass Through Clears, Of The Forests Feeling Lonely, Trying To Divert My Mind & Attention. The More I Try To Hate Her, The Less I Succeed. The More I Try To Erase Her, The Less I Succeed. The More I Try To Forget Her, The Less I Succeed. As I Get Along With The Void She Created, I Realize Her Value - Miss Her More. Any Other Cuter Girls Whom I've Dated, I Can't Find Her Exact Successor. And As I Spend My Days In Solitude, I Long Again To Kiss Her, I Wish She'd Know That I Miss Her. I Forgot How To Get Along, People Often Translate Me Wrong. I Forgot How To Actually Smile, I Find The Society Standing At A Mile. I Forgot How To Be Happy Alone, Not That I've Never Been That Way Before. I Forgot How To Properly Kiss A Girl, Was It By The Lips Straight Or Given A Twirl. What I Didn't Forget Is To Write, And To Read. I Didn't Forget To Go To The Burial Site, And To Lament. What I Should Keep In Mind Is The Reality, And Focus On It. I Shouldn't Repent Over The Breakup's Gravity, And Overcome It. I Should Abandon This Surly Look On My Rigid Face. A Small Smile Comes To My Lips, As I Put Away Her Memory Forcibly. She Sure Is A Beautiful Memory, A Memory I Love To Revisit All The Days. Though This Isn't The Life, The Accompaniment I Desired. I Still Don't Try In This Existence, To Find A Replacement. I Still Love Her I Feel, Oh! Forget It - I Escape.
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Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 5:25 AM UTC
What I Forgot
What I Forgot... I Can't Actually Recall That, But I'd Again Try To Pull It Outta My Hat. I Barely Remember It, But A Smile Comes To My Face, Whenever I Get Any Faint Hint. Her Face Flashes In Memory, As I Try To Recall Her Face, In My Moments Of Loneliness, Of Inexplicable Emptiness. Her Sweet Voice Rings In My Ears, As I Get Bored By Stuff, In The While I Pass Through Clears, Of The Forests Feeling Lonely, Trying To Divert My Mind & Attention. The More I Try To Hate Her, The Less I Succeed. The More I Try To Erase Her, The Less I Succeed. The More I Try To Forget Her, The Less I Succeed. As I Get Along With The Void She Created, I Realize Her Value - Miss Her More. Any Other Cuter Girls Whom I've Dated, I Can't Find Her Exact Successor. And As I Spend My Days In Solitude, I Long Again To Kiss Her, I Wish She'd Know That I Miss Her. I Forgot How To Get Along, People Often Translate Me Wrong. I Forgot How To Actually Smile, I Find The Society Standing At A Mile. I Forgot How To Be Happy Alone, Not That I've Never Been That Way Before. I Forgot How To Properly Kiss A Girl, Was It By The Lips Straight Or Given A Twirl. What I Didn't Forget Is To Write, And To Read. I Didn't Forget To Go To The Burial Site, And To Lament. What I Should Keep In Mind Is The Reality, And Focus On It. I Shouldn't Repent Over The Breakup's Gravity, And Overcome It. I Should Abandon This Surly Look On My Rigid Face. A Small Smile Comes To My Lips, As I Put Away Her Memory Forcibly. She Sure Is A Beautiful Memory, A Memory I Love To Revisit All The Days. Though This Isn't The Life, The Accompaniment I Desired. I Still Don't Try In This Existence, To Find A Replacement. I Still Love Her I Feel, Oh! Forget It - I Escape.
My HP Poem #21 © Atul Kaushal
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Atul
35/M/Indian
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 5:25 AM UTC
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