What it is... Is actually not understood…
On the boulevard of dilemma I’m stood
How do I get over her?
Losing her? That’s the fear
Shall I execute a genuine split…?
And bury the cowardness guilt
Shall I live with her for the time being…?
And rest of the life just continue seeing…
Excuse by saying I’m enjoying the moment…
Leaving nothing to comment
Not trying to impress her, but she misunderstands…
Annoying me she doesn’t understand…
Contrary there is nothing to prove…
And create a fake groove
Love keeping her happy, smiling and high…
BUT WHY?
I do this not on purpose, just happen to do it…
Doesn’t matter just expecting a little bit
Why do I have to justify my gestures?
She? The purpose of my life… My venture
Leaving her to live on her decisions…
Whilst she ignores my abstract lessons…
May it be what and no matter what…?
Unperturbed this anima, waiting for her nod…
When receive, Amen My Lord!
Keeping one thing in my mind because…
Because who am I to invade your Decision.
- Manish Mehta
hey buddy tat wz a very kweel oneeeeeeee jus luvd reading itttttt but it wz a very long one nxt tym plz mke it small so tat i wud n'joy it much moreeeeeeee
ReplyDeletein tis whtever u have wrote pandu its rite...realy....related to me :(
ReplyDeletehey..u still haven't told e whom is dis poem????well whomeva tis nice 1...
ReplyDelete1 fact...i din understand dis one..lol..relly ya..
ReplyDeletekitta complex hai tu..
great written neway!
i hope yu bcum a great poet one day..ear name fame and money...
and spend it all on ME..!!
Waah!well sed...
is der a deep secret of urs whic inspires u to write bt no 1 knws...??
ReplyDeletedis is surely nt a part of ur imagination..coz its vry transparent...