He was frustrated again,
She was listening to him,
A feeble smile on her face but crying hard inside
Not showing him the scars he was giving her unknowingly,
Because she has seen his ragged soul very clearly
He wanted her to say out loud that she loves him
She was waiting for his turn to come early
Their love was losing voice in the vacuum surrounding their relation
All that she wanted was him in his life
But he has already bestowed his life to her and her only.             (By Ravin S) 

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  1. Unknown17 March 2017 at 16:42

    Great poem, I so wished I was talented enough to write poetry!! I am desperate to find someone to guest post some poetry for me on my blog...

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  2. Unknown17 March 2017 at 21:44

    Awesome and lovely poem.. 👌

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