Death Of Feelings Poem by Tanveer Sharma

The day you stopped talking to me,
Was the day of death of each kind of my feeling.
The day you started ignoring me,
Was the day of lots of pains and squealing.
I remember my every cry in front of you,
I even remember your sudden change in behavior.
I can't forget that I even bent in front of such big crew,
Said sorry for no mistakes
and was kneeling down in front of your misbehavior.
You're the murderer of my each affection,
you are the reason of my today's loneliness.
You're the killer of my each compassion,
You are the only one who did beck my real happiness.
You're the reason, your every harsh treatment,
Is the cause of the death of my feelings.