She Didn'T Call - Poem by mukesh pusola
perched upon the roof,
facing the wind
reminds me of your hair
on my shoulder, they had a great fall
but she didn't call.
had walked all alone
on the dark streets of city
searching your name
fear was less, your thought was tall
you even didn't call.
never expected you to call
when you were far
but now you are near and
the craving is killing me all
she didn't call.
i would have called,
but you asked to wait
and how could i get you hurt
but this sickness is taking it's toll
my love, am waiting for your call.
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