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Smita Singh Poem
So much show going on outer front
The inner self is unheard and silent
The loneliness no one can understand
The irony is, she only chose the status
Unheard desires, unsung love songs
Too much to handle, but nothing allowed to say
Hat she gets is bonus of her own deeds
Time is the only thing she hurdles for... the We time!
All chores, children and family, she will laugh with
But her own self longing the company of her beloved
Only that but everything she gets...the name, fame, money
Not what she actually wants, the actual point the journey started with!
All you see is her smiles not the tears, she brink
Lashes flap and take it away with a beaming smile
Oh! Why she chose this loneliness and filth of life
May she rest in peace! after she is gone.
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Smita Singh Poem
In your each desire lives her memory
In my each heart beat I breathe you
When you try to distract from her
Just remember that I still love you.
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Smita Singh Poem
Pain is what thrives in my veins
Love is what keeps me alive
You may betray me many times
I will love you all my life
For love is what my life is made of
And heart beats are unconditional
For you my love and for them
Give me as much lies as you want
But the love I have won’t betray, me
And I am one of those fools,
Who take back hurting with open arms
Because that is my kind of love.
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No! I'm not hurt neither complaining
It's just that I'm being thankful to you
For all that you give me
The quality time you shower upon me
Me, merciless and heartless fellow
Always ready to fight and complain
As if what I get is not enough
For whole life being content with a small part of you
We are companions for life n all, rest is part of life
Now I realise I'm the part of your companionship with your world.
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Smita Singh Poem
You were so strong headed
I thought you will never leave my side
You were so sweet hearted
I thought you will kill me by sweetness
One sudden day my world was upside down
I found myself drowning in despair
It was so hard to come out and survive in that dark
Yet I found a ray of light in my love for you
I clung to it and swam across the sorrows but I know
What is seen is not all true, there’s truth hiding behind curtain
Yet I see some hope and old love in those eyes of yours
I find myself longing for you yet again and again
But I know everything has changed to the core.
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Smita Singh Poem
With her I cry
My tears roll down the cheeks
She cries for the daughter long lost
I cry for the pain she hides
She smiles as life has to go on
I keep her company as friend
My bit I do this way
She has my ears to pour in her pain
Pain and sympathy will go hand in hand.
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Smita Singh Poem
With her I cry
My tears roll down the cheeks
She cries for the daughter long lost
I cry for the pain she hides
She smiles as life has to go on
I keep her company as friend
My bit I do this way
She has my ears to pour in her pain
Pain and sympathy will go hand in hand.
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Smita Singh Poem
You've got all what I want,
I lost everything looking for you,
My heart still wanders in search,
But only you can give what I desire.
What you did was not good,
Though we shared the magic; I was again the looser,
But in that loss; I outshine,
Everything you have.
'Cause depth of love you can't take,
No one in the world can love you the way I do,
For me the way to love you; is madness,
No other way I understand.
At the end of the day you will know, love!
And I pray you'll turn fully to me,
Then I will sing sweet nothings ,
As love will conquer all oddities.
Till then I am waiting with my heart missing beats now and then.
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Smita Singh Poem
Sometimes stories are to be looked for
The words are to be weaved in
Some emotions are to be beaded
Then some smile and tears along with fears
Like moon and stars are to be tucked in
Then you have a story turned into a good story.
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Smita Singh Poem
Night is here and am ready to sleep
but my pillow is not ready to weep
Everyday it wipes away my tears
But every night I have my fears
I struggle each day to smile
Sometimes it seems forever, for a while
The agony doesn’t ends here
each new moment is a wear and tear
Inside I fight a constant war
But again love is my only hope I am living for.
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