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Shashank Shukla Poem
A Lover’s grief
I was, all alone, in the life,
Passing my worthless time,
You came and sat by me
My heart did a worthy crime.
I thought of you, days and nights,
Planned with you, shades and lights,
My heart felt promising you,
My beloved guest, in all tough moments,
Please trust on this caring host,
I will be there to think of you.
Then we met, again and again,
Just to make, our bonds strong,
It seemed, as if, my tuneless life,
Started humming, a lovely song,
Those moments were such sweet and cute,
I forgot, that life’s character, is to be brute,
You shared your sorrows with me,
I assured you, don’t worry, my dear!
Whether, it be spring or frost,
I am there to think of you.
In midway, you left my hand,
Invisible, were the ways for me,
Timeless, were my lengthy nights,
Hazy, were the days for me.
The last dry leaf of autumn that year,
Got wet of my despaired eye’s tear,
When you held someone else’s hand,
Desolated me, rejected me, and my dreams,
And said “get lost”,
I were there to think of you.
Copyright © Shashank Shukla | Year Posted 2013
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Shashank Shukla Poem
A Lover’s grief
I was, all alone, in the life,
Passing my worthless time,
You came and sat by me
My heart did a worthy crime.
I thought of you, days and nights,
Planned with you, shades and lights,
My heart felt promising you,
My beloved guest, in all tough moments,
Please trust on this caring host,
I will be there to think of you.
Then we met, again and again,
Just to make, our bonds strong,
It seemed, as if, my tuneless life,
Started humming, a lovely song,
Those moments were such sweet and cute,
I forgot, that life’s character, is to be brute,
You shared your sorrows with me,
I assured you, don’t worry, my dear!
Whether, it be spring or frost,
I am there to think of you.
In midway, you left my hand,
Invisible, were the ways for me,
Timeless, were my lengthy nights,
Hazy, were the days for me.
The last dry leaf of autumn that year,
Got wet of my despaired eye’s tear,
When you held someone else’s hand,
Desolated me, rejected me, and my dreams,
And said “get lost”,
I were there to think of you.
Copyright © Shashank Shukla | Year Posted 2013
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