
To the girl I love......
I said, "You are amazing",
She smiled
and blamed my eyes;
But
Deep down she knew,
It was her heart's ties
with mine.
I said, "You complete me",
She said, "It is you who makes me glee",
And make me free
From all the despair and agony
I said, "It is the love's symphony."
I said, " Life makes no sense without you."
And
She blamed my view.
But she didn't know
It was she, with her positive hue.
Life was a blank canvas,
She came and filled it with her colors,
Gave me a thousand shades of emotions,
From tears to Elation.
I don't know
Did I love her in the same way?
Maybe less.....maybe more?
If her love touched the ceiling,
Mine was barely above the floor.
She asked "Why me? I am no one special."
I smiled and said
"Borrow my eyes and you will see
I am the train and you are my last station,
where I can rest."
..."You are my Nest
I am the bird in the sky
To feel your warmth is all my quest "
With her....life was bliss,
Happiness was her Genesis,
She was my calm and comfort,
I was getting too much
without any effort.
She filled me with her purest love,
And all I see is My little Dove
Pouring her soul into my body,
I was the lucky man
With such a Glory.
We were the two characters of a
Happy love story.
But.....
Life isn't plane sailing,
Things went wrong
And everything started falling.
I lost my sanity
Trivial things were turned into calamity,
Connections slackened,
In short
'Life happened....'
In my Oblivion,
She was my constant companion.
She played her part
But without a horse what is the use of a cart?
She tried and tried and tried...
But my eyes were on the sand
Failed to understand.....
What she tried to say
My feet were made of clay.
The vision became blurred,
I started hurting her.
I tried to overcome
There was no way....but one
.....Not to hurt my heart I chose,
I pulled her out of my heart
Made the pouring of her love stop.
All I did without saying,
A mistake without knowing,
Thought everything would be intact,
But I was unaware of the fact...
That it would hurt her more
I cut all the ties and her love collapsed to the floor.
Things became vulnerable,
The symphony became unstable.
The bird had lost its feathers...
Her light stopped to scatter
Canvas became dull
Fate had faded the color
Things become sullen
"Love" ...where did it go?
Still, I ask myself
How did the demons in me glow?
I hurt her
Cut the wings of my Dove,
I still ask "What happened to our love?"
Her hands are gone
Now all I have is an empty glove.
A turnaround
Life became upside down.
All I have to say
"I am sorry."
I always feel Guilty,
For the things which were Filthy.
I made a mistake
Turned my love into fake.
Made excuses that were lame
Yes, I take the blame.
I can't rewrite our stars
Have to live with the scars.
Burn me and you will see tears of guilt in every flame
Yes, I take the blame.
Does it matter
Was it unintentional or not?
When I sailed on your tears with a blind boat,
It was an act full of shame
Yes, I take the blame.
On the pious love, I threw sand and silt
Now
All I have is my canvas written with guilt
She has gone
Will never come back
Here I am with a regretful sack.
What can I do now ?
I wish I could get her back somehow
"I am sorry " is the only thing I can say
The reality is... life is not a game
Yes, I take the blame.
About the Creator
Varnika Agarwal
The writer is a theoretical physics geek with thousands of hobbies, writing being one of them. She has been writing self-help non-fiction content on Substack. She wants to fill the reader's life with positivity, productivity and calmness.




Comments (1)
lovely and brilliant