Poetry 💗

A love being killed !


She still sleeps wearing his shirt ,
He carries her scarf with him

She still prepares tea for two ,
He always reserve seats for two.

She still waits for his call ,
He now checks every text , to find one from her.

She can still smell him ,
His heart carries her fragrance with him

She still stares at his profile ,
He dedicate his phone gallery to her ,

She misses his kisses and hugs ,
His skin still craves for her touch.

She still loves him ,
He misses her to the core.

She still won’t forgive him ,
He still won’t say sorry.

They still live with their attitude ,
Ego destroyed another story.

Unnati Madan

24 thoughts on “A love being killed !

      1. Dans toutes les périodes historique s , y avaient des tristes réalités. .car y à pas une réalité durable .comme y à pas une réalité sans triste…..LE NOIR EST UNE COULEUR QUI EXISTE DANS TOUS LES TABLEAUX MÊME LES PLUS HEUREUX.

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