Poems

My heart was cold

 

The birds are chirruping;

The wind is blowing;

Blossom is everywhere;

But inside my heart is cold and sad for it longs to be with the one it loves…

To protect her;

To hold her;

For her to know me;

To care about me;

My heart knows this will never be for her heart is just as cold;

As I walk into a light I see her nowhere and I start walking alone;

While I was walking I remembered the last day I saw her and I began to cry;

And my heart was cold

 

By – Rajeev Misra

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