Old Wounds! Poem by Salman Afaaq

It gives you un grieved sorrow
And an un forgiven hurt..
To look back at all those years
And realize that..
You invested all the emotional savings of your life
On one person
Who is not possible for you..
No more!

I wish emotions were a profit-loss situation
Then, I would have gradually ‘saved’ my emotions
For someone else in the future..
But
They are not..
Love is a one-time investment,
And when it is not possible..
You become emotionally bankrupted!

For what is love..
Without sharing?
For what is love..
Without joint experience?
For what is love..
Without reciprocity?

For something that was
Never meant to be started..
Was forever meant to be ended..
In a secret place..
Dark down..
Where it hides..
Curls..
And lie wounded..
Inside an emotionally bankrupted guy..

I am paying the price for the hurt..
Which is..
The curse of a love in vain….! !