I love you.
You were waiting there,
Aren’t these the words you want to hear?
This is a ring called promise we will build a beautiful canvas.
You anticipated my words then but you are behaving a little different,
You neither smile nor do you laugh,
Is it somewhere my fault?
I tucked this question in my head,
Why we are not lying in the same bed?
You are not the person I loved with all my heart,
But you were sure hiding something from start,
What is the matter you don’t tell?
My throat is harsh from the yell,
I am crying till the sleep overtook me,
I changed don’t you see.
But I don’t love you now.
Remember how the love you ended,
The letter of breakup landed which tore me apart,
How can you change this fast,
I started weaving dreams cookie with those extra creams.
I was naïve I would say,
I thought love is just like clay
Moulded like my dreams or like my soul it would stay.
Now I know the truth.
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I didn’t hear trees say to leaves,
“Don’t you dare come to me you left me in autumn”?
But welcomed in spring with a glee
I didn’t hear nature say,
“You humans cut my woods, destroy my soul I wouldn’t give you fresh air”.
In fact they gave us their whole.
I didn’t hear a mother say to her child,
“You have to return the love I am showering you have to stay with me as I stayed by you”.
But she gave unselfish love.
When I sit back with our memories in stack,
I question to my soul Do I love him”?
I anticipated the love I gave,
Was I that naïve to ask for a refund?
Wasn’t my love enough for both of us?
Does my pen has to feel hatred and cheated by mere his name?
I once said if you left,
I will be asphyxiating,
I apologise for perplexing…
©msasan