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Hemapriya Selvaraj Poem
The day I cried
Without reason,
Is the day which taught me a lesson.
No one could bring such pain
The pain is not because of you .
It is the pain from the words
Yes.,from the words,
Which stole my heart ,still breaking my heart
The words which you poured out once ;
Like bullets from many guns
The words which fail to obey its meaning.
There are many to get on the beam of my stories ,
And many that made it a fairytale ;
By adding amusing content to it
And you guys are the best critics .
Here cumz my very own lane,
Where I shall drive my plane with all the remorse .
With bare mind in the mid of the night
I cried a lot;
By hugging my pillow tight.
'My forged simper,
Made my life simpler'.
Time changes,
And when time changes ;
Every thing fades away.
Like the opened camphor bottle let the camphor fly away
Wet road at the mid of the day let all the moisture vanish away,
The awful ache caused by you fades away,
But the misery caused by your words;
Stands great...
Copyright © Hemapriya Selvaraj | Year Posted 2020
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Hemapriya Selvaraj Poem
Those times with the loads of books,
Heart filled with smiles at the age of sixteen
Habitual thinking about love at night in routine
Without having boyfriend tickled pink for every Valentine
Top grade at the level of fascination...
...
Will he bounce from the stratosphere?
Will he bring the promised land here?
Interrogating myself with my thoughts ...
As the sun kissed my foot time runs with curiosity .
...I rebuff to many proposals ,
And here waiting for the miracles ;
When the pinky blossom fell down to the earth:
And now the earth thought it was from the daemon .
Likewise they said he is my man...
...yeah I see him between the two saucers,
Normally skinned and slightly shorter than me!
Is it okay , Where I really stood?
..
His second visit to my home
Where should I roam?
When he called my name,
Actually I was tint ;)
Million things in my wit
Im Not fulfilled yet
...Even he said,
"Yeah even i was inept at cooking thus we are perfectly matched"..
...
..Ooh he love cats nd I love dogs..
And he loves yellow..nd here..? ...
Will he think the same about me now?..
Hmm ...
..With the three knots of sacred thread,
My eyes turns to red.
Until my mood swings up in the air;
And now without my flesh and blood I'm bare:(
The last clutch of ma mom and dad in the wedding hall,
All of a sudden my throat becomes sore
All the controlled tears roll down faster.
....Hmm..
Though my dear is the best among the nation,
Though he adjust all my stupid talks,
Though he loves me more than my parents,
Still I was not satisfy with my imagination.
...
And he the hero of this story, had a beautiful love story.
The name of the queen in that ,
Now became the name of our child.
...The moment he kissed the forehead of her;
The time he scared for her cry;
The worries when she is unwell;
The running tears when she calls him papa
My dear;
At last the idiotic things you did to make her laugh.
Achooo...
I really fell in love with you?
I never knew, how much I love you dear
Until I saw how much you love her,
And now it's our turn my dear....
Copyright © Hemapriya Selvaraj | Year Posted 2020
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