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Komal Pawar

True hope

I was wasting my time,
Thinking of you,
Hoping you would,
Realize I had love for you!
But you were too busy,
Solving the puzzles,
Your girlfriend put around you,
So that you would snatch her on your side,
From a group of few!

You came to me, finding the answer,
I always helped, without uttering a word,
Hoping, someday you would realize my love of eternity,
Thinking the future would be ours- - Insanity!

She always speak you,
Holding a lump of sugar in her voice,
All knew except you,
‘Cause you put her on your choice.

I know, your love for her is true,
But I fear she would let you down,
Cause she made her choice,
And that’s not you!

Honey this is truth,
You need to accept!
Hard to face,
Difficult to digest!
The pain you’re going through,
I Understand,
Only I realize,
Cause we’re on the same boat….

She left you, as it was supposed to,
You left me, because you wanted to be lone and free!
My heart was crying and begging,
“Please don’t go, we would start new world together! ”, it said…
Knew it was insane to speak out,
So kept quite…..

Days passed by, so are the months,
I keep waiting for you,
Though I know this is done.

Then came a rainy day,
My heart was sobbing,
thinking about the past.
The world was so alive,
When you were with me.
Time moved faster,
When we shared secrets, only you and me!

Outside the glass, flashing were the scenes of past!
Suddenly came an image, after thundering and lighting cast.
Instantly I recognized it was you, holding a fascinating smile for few!
Considering illusion thinking you are gone,
I started crying, returning to the playing song.

It was then; I heard a knock on my door,
Mom called, “Dear, it’s your friend out here”.
Flushing my eyes, settling down calm,
I went for checking in the hall!

Apparently blushing, I felt shocked and surprised,
Cause, in the middle of our parents,
Was he standing, holding a ring - -a paradise!

Submitted: Thursday, October 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

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  • Kavya . (10/3/2013 1:46:00 AM)

    a twist in the story...........but ultimately u did have ur true love in your arms...........good one (Report) Reply

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