sidharth arya

It Still Hurts

i sing a song
and this is for her,
in this lonely night
where my lonely soul condole this crying heart..

all the broken promises,
run like a train in front of my eyes
every word she spoke
sounds like a lie...
though she never loved me
but i the boy she always liked
so i waited, hoped and prayed....
for that liking to become love of her life.

now when i sing,
and play this guitar
i know,
little far away she can hear...
my words are not meant to take
her back to memory lane..
they are just to tell
that it still hurts........

Poem Submitted: Monday, May 18, 2009

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  • Ishita Mehta (5/26/2009 4:04:00 AM)

    this is a very sweet and very touching poem..........after reading it i just feel like saying'aww'......keep on writing poems like these......

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  • Maya Hershey (5/18/2009 2:58:00 PM)

    that is the most touching poem i have ever read.... i love the way it is... the passion... the lie, the wound, the feeling of hurt, betrayal, lost, pain, ... i know that only true people know how to describe such a feeling, such a wound, ... i hope you good luck in giving the best.. maya

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