once i read somewhere, love is a treasure that everyone wants to have but only few can own it...


Strange Treasure...

She comes with blush in her face
smiling, happy and excited
She shows me a small pack
and says "I've got a gift from my love"
She put the gift away and pampers the letter
Four pages, my god
She starts to read silently
smiles and laughs
I am happy she found her love

It is raining heavily
Its getting dark
She walks into my room with her puffy eyes
I can guess she was crying on the way
but I can't guess why???

I ask her and regret,
Why did I ask her why???
Will I be able to understand the answer of why???
She starts crying
and damn I lost all my words to console her
All I can do is hug her,
Tell her that fake lines "don't worry"
"Everything will be fine"
Will it??? I am confused...


Today,
I am having a meeting in my home
With two shades of love at the same time




Poetry by uma
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Written on 2008-10-04 at 20:46

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