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Lost Love
Since morning I’m calling you, no answer! Who’s the hell that has kept you busy, indifferent? How could you forget to wish me damn lover? The roses are drying up waiting for you, nonchalant! Please pick up the phone, you damn betrayer, At least you could act of remembering this day, pretender! Putting on your once gifted gown I’m watching the clock again and again You ought to come by this time I’m bored, feeling fully dejected! I can still remember, you used to meet me After office, just at seven without fail Those days have gone, now we’re married The love rose dries up without your care I’m the only part that remained the similar. Gardening whole day, I make roses bloom You go to office, I remained home alone I send you daily lunch box, packed with roses The thorns daily reddens me, none to care, or notice At night when you try to make pokerfaced love I feel pain on my aching, blooded finger. Have you ever noticed my black circled eyes? When you are done, you snuffle soundly My haunted love keeps me awaken In the morning you’re always at a rush The whole day passes by waiting…. The dusk moon rises always but you, only at fortnight While returning home, you stop by at friends’ bar Ignoring someone is waiting at home, with dinner At midnight you return home concluding all energy Bare, emotionless and adopting a robotic panache.
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