Her eyes corners were waterlogged and her pillow refused to accept her tear deluge. She kept altering in the bed and couldn’t stop herself from opening his profile just to wet her drenched pages a bit more. The hours of darkness passed and came yet another day. She woke with a start and decided not to think about him anymore but hardly did she know that her mind and heart were the worst enemies. Hours passed, luckily people brought a smile on her face but then the dreadful shadow covered her. One more baseless ill-founded reason and he burst out on her. She kept quiet, thought not to utter a single word but her conscience op...
And then a whole new night and the same old pain. She gulped the last holy drop of her coffee, looked at the stars and sighed as a tear drop rolled down her moist cheeks. The breeze penetrated deep through her heart and blew away the tear from her face. She snapped her phone, opened his profile and jaunted back into her dark past as a flashback of memories rushed through her mind. She missed his touch, his smell, his hair tickling her face. She felt heartbroken. She cursed life. She was an artist... Her life, her mind, her heart were tarnished with splashes of colours but her love was already colour blind. He never saw her bright glints which always her eyes showed up. He had a heart which ...
For once I was the chirpiest of all,
But your desertion rendered my silence.
For once I was the happiest of all,
But your hatred made me consider myself a nuisance.
Life is miserable , so are the situations,
Heartbreaks, weakness and tears are themselves the perpetuations.
￼I don't blame you for the scars I have,
It wasn't your fault at all.
The culprit was me who fell for you each now and then ,
And you just forged ahead and didn't look back at all.
I see that you have moved on and stand so far ,
As for me?? I just cry, sigh and look upon the star.
￼And now, when you are making promises with her to stand by her always,
I am right here still wait...