I wanted to forget that
Just like a summer dream
But it kept pinching me
Like a thorn in my heart
There was this young girl
Lovely and pretty
Cooling my mind like
The rain in the desert
Songs of the birds and
The breeze in the air
I thought, will let my
Love for her bloom
Desire to tell her, when
Burned like a fire
I was like a butterfly
Flying into fire
And when I loved her
I never knew that
My, once wounded heart is
Going to be hurt
When I did tell her
She, simply denied me
I knew it will pinch me
Like a thorn in my heart
Why did I love her
Though she didn’t want me
Why did I tell her
Though she didn’t ask me
I never knew that
The love in my heart was
For someone who was not
Supposed to be mine
To hide out my grief form
The world, all around me
I masqueraded with
A smile on my face
I, tried hard to forget
The love I had for her
But, still it keep pinching me
Like a thorn in my heart
If there is someone
Destined to be mine
I’ll trouble her with
My love, Everlasting
( this one dates back seven or eight years.... a poem written in distress.. .and it reminds me of what exactly is infatuation . I felt it towards someone who was not even my friend..we hardly knew each other...why did I feel like that..I have no clue? Perhaps the stupidity of a human mind was epitomized by me then. when I asked her for a date..she rejected it outright...rejection..in whatever form..is painful...
Now..years after..when I look at this poem.. I feel like...God...what was I doing? . But, to be frank..each word put in this...was coming straight from my heart )
Jose
16- Dec- 2010
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