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Varun Sachdeva Jun 2019
Is it the face I see everywhere...
Is it the smile that glare...
Is it the mind that is fixed on the first stare...
Or is it the madness that keeps raising its flare...

It is the moment that is still there...
It is the feeling of being in the air...
It is the eyes dark brown or it needs a layer...
It is the boundary I can’t get in there...

Wait! Maybe It’s over, the thing that was never there...
Drizzle can’t make the mood same everwhere...
Silence is cuddling the night with soft music in ears...
Ufff! It’s again the same face as soft as a dove layer...

Can’t make the entry in the light until it is nice to be in a dark share...
Light is stolen long back when it was a naive player...
The same face is the thief which is still that fair...
Go on with the life where ever life gives you a happy flavor...

It is the same face I see everywhere...
Deliciosos....ricos de chorizo seco con camarón rosado argentino.... tortillas recién hechas, aguacate, cilantro y cebolla blanca...salsita bien picante...ufff qué delicias papá.
WHY WHY WHY
Why love is not simple
Why can't I get some who love me
Why all the time is one side  
Why I always die every day and night
Why do I always think about him
Why does my memory recall his memories with him as friend
Why ,why ,why My love is incomplete
Why I need to suffer
Why does my heart feel the pain and eyes feel the dullness
Why why why  always me , I just want some moment with him like ,
we love each other ,fall into our eyes ,talk with eyes , spend an hour together without any lies
But all I know is that he loves some ones with all the compassion that I have toward him
I just bothered him a million times to get hy from him
Why all those things with me . I put down my self respect like water like there is no emotion
Why am I like him , am I crazy or am I going to be
Why I do not get the art of letting him with this incomplete one side love
He is close to someone else's heart,why my heart always aches by thinking about them together
Ufff why my love is not simple ,like other
When I get over him ,when I choose my heart ,my feelings,when I let him go from my heart
Or when I die with these whys of one side love
Love is always incomplete always

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