A Past Memory Poem by mohammed shaadab

A PAST MEMORY

All i am left wid nothing to curve my lips,
But her memorise remain,
I never needed pain, i never needed strain,
But she was everything i ever needed to gain,
Her feorlic face filled with innocence of tears lured my heart,
But she wasnt by my side to say,
Thou my love for her was strong enough to lay,
'look at me and listen' was everything i couldnt clay,
There was no other way, to get my final say,
I thought next to you is where i belong,
But was i so unworthy to be?
My wrong was my fate not my soul,
With eye's hurt and hand's shiver, i had to let go,
I am broken not defeaten to leave my breath,
But just waiting for the kiss of death,
No more words, no more hurts, no more crying,
No more lie, no more pain, no more trying,
all i am left with nothing to curve my lips,
But her memorise remain,
and a mistake done to lock my heart for her always.