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So you are gone, I realized this tonight At the thousandth night of our separation, Stars glittering, Moon playing hide & seek Same like the night you and I talked last, How I hated change and How I found it at every step I took, is inexplicable. The promises were not plenty to stay. Oaths were mere other words said in frenzy Washed in the first rain of the season. All those texts I wrote, stanzas I composed Were not enough to win you. I ask you; was I that bad? I remember me; so different than now Awake all night waiting for your call to start talks having no purport, To listen your gasps, kisses and breathe and yawn Every moment felt like you were breathing unto me Traversing miles, splashing on face, Warm in winters, cool in summer nights, your breath reached; Inhaling all, I stored it inside Like a souvenir; to remind me how close we were once. You said, you “are weak in catching the hidden meanings In my poems”. How ignorant I was to not listen But if you were around now, I'd explain those connotative lines full with request and pleas, I had typed in midnight emotions tears gashing; Only had simple meaning; I long and yearn to live with you, around you, beside you every second. If I’d known substitutes of hundred diverse emotions spinning, I'd have used it to avoid your confusion. But I didn’t find. My rotten luck! Sometimes, I ponder If you're there to see me awake all night for words that can match you; your radiant beauty, then all would have been different. But you're not there to witness the devotion. To my ill-fate, words carry only pictures Reading depends on the reader, And you read it all different than I intended, Maybe, it’s the fault of my poetry broken and stained in failure Never achieved the power to conquer you forever. Every word I wrote haunt me onwards See, the sorrow I'm indulged in, When you have forgotten my existence, and the love we shared. Still, after all these years I fighting with change Waken all night weary, tired, sleepy; Write you in poems!
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 4:34 PM UTC
Thousandth Night
So you are gone, I realized this tonight At the thousandth night of our separation, Stars glittering, Moon playing hide & seek Same like the night you and I talked last, How I hated change and How I found it at every step I took, is inexplicable. The promises were not plenty to stay. Oaths were mere other words said in frenzy Washed in the first rain of the season. All those texts I wrote, stanzas I composed Were not enough to win you. I ask you; was I that bad? I remember me; so different than now Awake all night waiting for your call to start talks having no purport, To listen your gasps, kisses and breathe and yawn Every moment felt like you were breathing unto me Traversing miles, splashing on face, Warm in winters, cool in summer nights, your breath reached; Inhaling all, I stored it inside Like a souvenir; to remind me how close we were once. You said, you “are weak in catching the hidden meanings In my poems”. How ignorant I was to not listen But if you were around now, I'd explain those connotative lines full with request and pleas, I had typed in midnight emotions tears gashing; Only had simple meaning; I long and yearn to live with you, around you, beside you every second. If I’d known substitutes of hundred diverse emotions spinning, I'd have used it to avoid your confusion. But I didn’t find. My rotten luck! Sometimes, I ponder If you're there to see me awake all night for words that can match you; your radiant beauty, then all would have been different. But you're not there to witness the devotion. To my ill-fate, words carry only pictures Reading depends on the reader, And you read it all different than I intended, Maybe, it’s the fault of my poetry broken and stained in failure Never achieved the power to conquer you forever. Every word I wrote haunt me onwards See, the sorrow I'm indulged in, When you have forgotten my existence, and the love we shared. Still, after all these years I fighting with change Waken all night weary, tired, sleepy; Write you in poems!
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25/Delhi
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 4:34 PM UTC
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