It is a wonder
A great mystery
Mind never understands
But the heart accepts
That someone
Who at some point
Loved you so deeply
And completely
Burnt with the passion of desire
Suddenly
Unannounced
Looses all interest
As if you were never desired
And the mind asks
That either what is now is true
Or what was before was true
Yet heart says, both are true
To the guy who restored the trust that feelings are better dead:
ReplyDeleteThe mysteries of heart are out of the preview of the normal mind
yet i felt the man i met was of a different kind
who cud see and feel the feelings so dead yet raw
But alas, a girl with dead feelings was all he saw.
Now he is gone but my story he did spill
an innocent trust lost, he killed the thrill.
Its not his fault nor is it a crime
Neither is mine if this poem had a rhyme