A Confession Poem by Shant Shukla

A CONFESSION
sorry sorry sorry.............
I know I've lost value of these words,
heart is paying action of my mind,
your rudeness is physical pain,
you don't say anything it's a mental pain,
there is no medicine except you,
it's u who knows me verywell,
my every actions were for you,
I tried to cut water of your thoughts,
but it's Impossible to depart,
your behaviour making me a patient,
you wanna see my bloody tears,
just come and see your willing are come true,
that smile, naughty eyes, sweet voice I have lost everything,
as a beggar I'm asking u to give me back,
i'm unable to bear these bloody tear,
swords of your words is hurting me,
u want to make trade with me,
I'm looted person nothing to exchange,
I've lost my treasure box full of selfless action, effort to make me perfect,
no one knows what u are to me,
if emotions have words then I'm emotionless,
dawn to dusk, day to night it's full of your thoughts flight,
You say I will change when my words will touch your soul,
neither I'm Bayron nor Shelly so my words can't change u,
my heart is dumb to express feeling,
You can take revenge of every drop,
don't depart me from yourself,
every moment of your anger it's like a dying 1000 times,
without body soul can servive,
without soul body can't service,
to be with you i try to change myself every time,
my misfortune come every time..
please become that old one to me I'm as I was...................
sorry sorry sorry...................
give me back.....my new morning a joyfull morning........................