Dying Love Poem by aasma rehan

Dying Love



Its such a painful thing
Love at death brink,
waiting for one last kiss
That it always miss.
Tears rolling down the eyes.
For love, so badly despised.
Lips, murmuring last words of sigh
For, love couldn't even cry.
Heart bounces its last beats
For, love fell on its own feet.
Soul trembles with pain.
For love had always been insane.

Friday, April 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
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All the experiences of life tell you that an unsaid love gives an unbearable pain.
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