Why did this happen to me
is a question i ask repeatedly
that why do i live in pieces
for the sake of searching the pieces
And why do i live in parts
present yet not in every task....
Oh! why do i look rich and royal
although its a beautiful betrayal
For my confession renders me called a liar
and makes me face some biting satire
so i need someone who could really understand
as why to my words i did not stand...
Now no joy offers me solace
when i look back to those cheerful days
then somehow i breathe in a lot of air
to rise above that painful layer..
And why didn't my girl believe
that i never intended to deceive
And i never knew would come that day
when she would suddenly say
make me yours if you love me, hey!
and i couldn't help but utter a nay...
She got a blow when i said this
for i had snatched away her heartiest wish
and i thought it was practical enough
to take a decision indeed so tough...
I wasn't ready to have a family then
for i wasn't that strong to support you jane
But what i did was something so insane
that it forced you depart back to heaven....
Now life seems ugly, dark and sad
for i have lost someone i always had
so i am coming back to u dear jane
by treading the path that leads to your lane...! ! !
beautiful confession it is...everything needs its time....I´m sure your Jane will it value much :) +10
A very heartfelt poem prashant where you are working through your feelings. This is what poetry is good for. I really like the last stanza too. Well done! Karin Anderson
Now life seems ugly, dark and sad for i have lost someone i always had so i am coming back to u dear jane by treading the path that leads to your lane...! ! ! I LOVED THE LAST STANZA! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now life seems ugly, dark and sad for i have lost someone i always had so i am coming back to u dear jane by treading the path that leads to your lane...! ! ! ............wrong once done can't be undone as opportunity is slipped out of hand.. so much damage is done and now something worth while has to come from self only.......Lovely piece of writing n i liked it.....10 read mine cuckoo....bidding farewell... lying in bed