My heart breaks into pieces
When I think of her
I never thought I would suffer this much
When she goes away from me.
I have no sleep, no rest to my mind
Thinking about her incessantly
I cannot tell this to anyone
For I am not expected to do so.
I still remember the days
When she crept into my mind
Slowly she progressed
And became a part of mine.
My heart aches ceaselessly
When I don’t hear from her
I am here waiting for her call
But my waiting is in vain.
“Did you hear from her? ”
I asked everyone I‘d seen
I become crestfallen
When they say usual ‘no’
Till yesterday I was her love
And most loved always
Now I lost my place
Can’t I regain it?
Now only I understand
I am left to my miseries
She won’t come to soothe me
For she is married to another
Now only I understand
I cannot call her anymore
For others are vigilant
She is helpless, dependent.
Now only I realize
Gone are the days of joy and mirth
She is not mine,
For she cannot be mine.
Few people suffer like this
I know I loved her too much
I cannot live a life like this
And Cannot be without tears.
@Copyrighted to the poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem