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Vishesh May 2018
They say that the fools learn from their own mistakes,
the wise learn from others' mistakes,
But what do you call a man who doesn't learn
from either?

I'd say you call him a Lover
Vishesh May 2017
I was hurting, right in front of your eyes
It was aching, to see how you never realised
Realised the pain, an unknown pain
Was it me, or was it the poison you rained
Waited enough I had, for you to heal me
But little did I realise you were the reason for this agony
You left a cut, I thought it would fill
Little did I know it never will

Sleepless nights, joyless days,
My world became an empty space
And twas you to blame
You and only you
Because little did I know
That, for you I was only a game

And there I was amongst so many people
Standing there all alone.
My life was so impetuously shattered
And pieces so many, so sloppily scattered

Little did I know you’d cause me so much pain
Little did I know that all my love would go in vain.


~V.A
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Vishesh Apr 2017
She stood there looking into his dreamy eyes
But couldn’t see the monster beneath
A monster she didn’t know
Would tear apart her skies
She stood there clueless and mesmerized
Unaware about the hidden monster
Unaware of the fact that,
For her he may be the whole book,
But for him she was just another chapter.
He was her world, her soul, her everything
But for him she was just a time pass
While for her he was the time she never wanted to pass.

She loved him with the truest of feelings
She looked up to him
Above all she trusted him,
And he, he impetuously shattered that trust
That love to bits and pieces so small
But so painful, painful enough to break her apart
And he just stood there and watched her lose everything
Yet she stood there broken, shattered, tormented
But with hope that he’ll come back
Yes, she stood there with nothing but hope
Hope that he’ll come back
Hope that he’ll one day love her truly
And with that same hope she waited
She held on, until one day she let go
Let go of her life but, not of that hope.

~V.A
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