you held my hand,
i called it love.
i punctuated my feelings,
i called it poetry.
i saw you with her,
i called it death.
then,
i saw him,
i called it a beginning.
he held my hand,
i called it love.
and,
i punctuated my feelings,
i called it poetry.
About Me
- sabnam
- i listen, i talk. i feel, i write. big mistakes, bigger passions. tall limits, taller dreams. thats me.....
2 comments:
For me of the lot this was the best poem. Probably because i am a novice when it comes to stuff like relationship and all. But even otherwise it was a poem a result of deep contemplation (and perhaps past exp.).
this was a very beautiful poem...touches you at the heart...the language was simple but the meaning was very intense. i really enjoyed it.
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