Something I wanted...
Something that you had.
Something I gave you...
Something you broke.
Into little pieces smaller than
drops of my tear.
Couldn't hold you forever,
Cause you pretended to be near...
And now you are gone..left me alone.
Something you returned me...
Something that was mine.
Something you said to me...
Something last time.
You gave my heart back
Full of wounds and scars.
You said you loved me,
Before you went so far,
And now I am waiting alone...for you to come home.
Something we had...
Something between us...
Something you broke...
Something we called trust.
When you said that you loved me,
And then left me for someone else.
When you betrayed me time again,
Made my life worse than hell.
Now I have moved on ahead...wish you were never mine.
Something that we never had.
Something we never got.
Something that wasn't your or mine...
Something...that something.
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Copyright: Abhi Ojha, 11/23/2017 11:30 AM IST
Abhi Ojha, 19, Nepal is a budding poet.
He has always been interested in human emotions.
Young in life, he is still discovering different emotions
projected in different scenarios and keeps tasting and
expressing them through his poems and stories.
For more from Abhi follow his blog: It's a wonderful lie.
In his words:
A friend of the moon and the stars,
The clouds in the dark
and the breeze of the wind,
everything I have learned
everything I have learned.
It's a beautiful lie.
or follow him on Instagram: @im_yogesh11
Love,
Lipi Gupta
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