Antara Jha

That One Over There - Poem by Antara Jha

I’m the shoulder to cry on,
I’m the laugh you share.
I’m the ears to you stories.
I’m the cursing without care,

I’m not the one you love.

I’m the late lunch,
I’m the evening chai.
I’m the cheap dinner.
I’m The Existence. I’m The Why?

I’m not the one you love.

I’m the quick smoke break.
I’m the weekend joint.
I’m the farewell drinks.
I’m the chilled pint,

I’m not the one you love.

I’m the 3 AM talks of Theology,
I’m the Red Bull at eight.
I’m the black coffee work marathons„
I’m the soap opera we love to hate,

I’m not the one you love.

I’m the blazed mistake,
I’m the avoid-her-stare.
I’m the misjudged alcohol,
I’m the oh-but-the-smell-of-her-hair.

I’m not the one you love.

I’m the comfortable silence.
I’m the secrets spilling out.
I’m the anxious embrace.
I’m the one, without a doubt,
But I’m not the one you love
I’m the one that got away.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poet's Notes about The Poem

It's hard when you're never quite enough to be loved back. And then you decide, you don't care.

Comments about That One Over There by Antara Jha

  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (3/10/2015 4:24:00 AM)

    I am the one who rate
    And you get away
    With a 10 for this
    Although random are your thoughts
    And that is what poetry demands
    These days, gone are the days
    Rhyme, alliteration mattered,
    Don't worry you have the flow
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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 9, 2015

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