I Cry Not Bitter - But Everyday a Bit

Even in garden's liveliness i feel lonely
I don't cry bitter but i do cry everyday a bit
I see the garden whenever it's empty
My heart feels scared along with it
But whenever a beautifull flower blossoms 
It irritates me a lot and makes my heart burn grim
And as i watch it only one thing crosses my mind
Though far parted but in memories I'm still with him 
Oh I wish just once would he have glance back at me
Just once he only if for me had he desired at all
Maybe my restless heart would have found peace
Maybe a flower would have blossomed in my soul
I would have learned May be the art of living like him
Maybe I could have a new color in my life too
Maybe I had been a bit more satisfied 
Maybe the fire inside me didn't grew 

Buy he never turned back to glance even once
But He didn't give me a a chance even once
Hardly do my days or nights cut in pain
His lost words and gossips recall again
I remember sunlight shining through his eye
It Makes my eyes wet .. it makes me cry
Every second of time still longs his presence 
Every second my heart still misses his essence
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Ajmal Avatar
March 22, 2018 at 10:04 AM
Oh you have explained your feelings really beautifully and have written a really heartfelt write, you see what s gone is gone, it s never going to come back, the past is dead but the future can be bright, look at the future and always remember that he s at a loss, you lose someone who don t even love you where as he lose someone who was used to love her, the main thing perhaps is that neither he was a betrayer nor you, but it was God who has written this story in complete
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