You would not know, but
You would never know me,
But a theme you were of my dream,
Filled by love to the brim,
Unfulfilled that withered like cream.
You would never know me,
Nor my rose petals in your book
I chanced to have a look,
Loveless that dried up, a lost brook.
You would never know me,
Who once came, buds as to blossom,
Unwelcome who had come,
Who could not but keep utter mum.
You would never know me,
Who came to build castles in fort,
Who just hassles did court
A racehorse who had fallen short.
You would never know me
That famine-like when you had felt,
On prayer who had knelt,
And rain clouds had loosened their belt.
You would never know me,
Nor ever remember, for whom
You had in heart no room,
Who was swept aside with a broom.
You would never know me,
Who once shed for you copious tears,
But returned reverse gears,
To go far from you like lost years.
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Reminiscing |17.02.2024|love
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