Good-Bye! ! ! Poem by Ashima Saini

Love at it's extreme
makes you dishevelled and keen
You are unaware about your whereabouts
and feel yourself on the 9th cloud
The first touch is magnetic
which makes you go hypnotic
The first kiss makes you phobic
of loosing the cherished out in these tropics.
You feel high and low
and let no boundations when it grows
Those silly smiles and love notes,
secret ways so that no one knows
When days and months passes by
the relationships tend to fall but why?
Promises are made, now forgotten
Dreams once seen, now come to shatter
You pretend to be happy
You know you are lying
And when it comes to apologising
he has already said a good-bye! ! !