I Am Not a Moron
Now, When I turn back
I realize
The depth of my love for you.
It was easy to bid bye
But it’s difficult to endure with a sigh
Memories pile up old and crypt
The moments we shared
The giggles we made
The puerile fights we had
Then again, you came to console!
I was oblivious of my mistake
When I confessed my love
And the price I had to pay
Was nothing but our kinship!
I was a clown
With big red lips and white cheeks
And a big red nose
Masking the feelings
All went in vein at last
Alas! Am I a moron?!
Nothing but love knows
And love alone knows
Its pain and fain!
I am content
Not to lose you for
Not telling my love
I am glad, I am not a moron!
Now, When I turn back
I realize
The depth of my love for you.
It was easy to bid bye
But it’s difficult to endure with a sigh!!!
-17/09/2015-
featured in PS on 25/10/2015
Copyright © Punnia Viswan Bhatia | Year Posted 2015
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