Oh my dear…


Roses are red.
The sky is blue.
Oh my dear…
I think, I love you.

Mind is fresh.
The day I saw you.
Oh my dear…
I think, I do love you.

You make me feel joy.
We both enjoy.
You became my life.
I became your life.
This reason is enough.
For both of us to survive.
How this happened?
I have no clue.
Oh my dear…
I love you.

The day you entered in my life.
Life became more than a life.
You wanted to become my wife.
I realized, it was a lie.
When you stared at me.
Scolded brutally and badly.
I understood, everything was illusion.
Made me to go in depression.
Both were happy as the time passed.
I now realize, you were doing time pass.
Playing is good but not with heart.
At the end, it surely hurts.
Heart broke and soul collapsed.
You are not the right one, I did realized.
Collected the broken pieces of heart.
As it stuck like glue.
Oh my dear…
I hate you.
I do hate you…

– Ashish Kumar

 

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