It's okay if I've become your past
It's okay if there's no ore chances of ours
But
Doesn't your heart reminisce you
How precious we are ( were)...
Just for a moment my thought never
Crosses you anymore?
Or it was nothing for you that
It doesn't bother you anymore?
You were my spring
And I wanted us in winter
But
Our hands got sheded
And the cold in us made it hinder...
Don't you take a pause
While re-living the memories
Staying up all night
And
Drowning in our cherries...
Don't you be happy
Thinking of hearing my voice,
Calling you name again
Just for once
You smiled,
Thinking of me again...
Reminiscing bout me you fall asleep!
I do wanna wear her skipping beats
I wanna hold you back
My source of delight..
I am impatiently yearning to kiss you
Delicately
And make you forget all the bad days we had
For I will be only allowed to touch you
For every part you are insecure at...
You the butterfly
And a piece of my cake
Baby
I love being delusional
When the only mull over is about
Your sake...
~ Pranjal Prabhakar
- Author: Pranjal Prabhakar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 14th, 2024 10:55
- Comment from author about the poem: She was a beautiful time.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
Comments2
Nicely written a plea for returning love that has burnt out. Very nicely done.
Thanks man.
Excellent write
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