I saw him near a bridge waiting,
Waiting for someone whom i never saw,
My eyes met him,
But we didn't talk
Sometimes he held a few roses,
for someone whom i never saw,
I looked at him
He looked at me
But we didn't talk.
It was the routine And I daily saw him waiting,
Waiting for someone whom i never saw,
We looked each other we smiled,
But we never talked.
One day he was not waiting there,
wasn't waiting for someone
whom i never saw,
i feared he would never come and it was true,
It was only then i realised
it was me for whom he waited and held a few roses
Yes, it was a SILENT LOVE.
Written By : Ritu Kamboj
Showing posts with label Sad Poem(English). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sad Poem(English). Show all posts
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
it's Sad....
Its sad how people you know become people you knew
its sad how you think you cant grow but you already grew
its sad how you can start over when your young but not old
its sad how you say were friends but you act so cold
its sad how people are here but tomorrow theyll be gone
its sad how friendships dont last forever but they last very long
its sad how people dont think and make so many mistakes
its sad how your bestfriend was someone so fake
the saddest part of all is we live like this for eternity
but the saddest part of all is this is the life to be.
Written By : Mrs. Preety Sirka
its sad how you think you cant grow but you already grew
its sad how you can start over when your young but not old
its sad how you say were friends but you act so cold
its sad how people are here but tomorrow theyll be gone
its sad how friendships dont last forever but they last very long
its sad how people dont think and make so many mistakes
its sad how your bestfriend was someone so fake
the saddest part of all is we live like this for eternity
but the saddest part of all is this is the life to be.
Written By : Mrs. Preety Sirka
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
love and lust.......
The lust people fought for is now just a pile of ash.
The lust people fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust people fought for burns in their memory every night.
The lust people fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust people fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust people fought for only needed them to grab ahold.
So the lust people fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made their great fall.
The lust people fought for keeps them crying at night.
The lust people fought for prayed to turn it right.
The lust people fought for made them to miss their love more.
The lust people fought for broke their heart to it's core.
The lust people fought for brought out a million tears.
The lust people fought for challenged all of their fears.
So the lust people fought for was the pain they deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust people fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because they now know that the lust they fought for was real all the same.
Written By : Dr.Nevita Nayda
The lust people fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust people fought for burns in their memory every night.
The lust people fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust people fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust people fought for only needed them to grab ahold.
So the lust people fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made their great fall.
The lust people fought for keeps them crying at night.
The lust people fought for prayed to turn it right.
The lust people fought for made them to miss their love more.
The lust people fought for broke their heart to it's core.
The lust people fought for brought out a million tears.
The lust people fought for challenged all of their fears.
So the lust people fought for was the pain they deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust people fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because they now know that the lust they fought for was real all the same.
Written By : Dr.Nevita Nayda
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Sad Poem(English)
Monday, September 7, 2009
BROKEN HEART.........
I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DAY WE ONCE HAD
THE DAY WHEN YOU WERE EVERYTHING TO ME
MY MIND USED TO TELL ME THAT WE ARE TOGETHER FOREVER
BUT NOW I REALIZE THAT WAS ALL A BIG DREAM
THE FEELINGS I HAVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER GO
I WISH I COULD TAKE BACK THAT ARE REGRETFUL DAY
THE DAY WHEN I WILLINGLY LET YOU SLIDE FROM MY ARMS
NEVER DID I THINK OH THE ASTORISHING PAIN OG REGRETS
THAT I WOULD ONCE HAVE TO LIVE THROUGH
THE SIGHT OF YOU IN SOMEONE ELSES ARMS
MAKES MY HEART SHATTER INTO A MILLION PIECES
I SOMETIMES WONDER IF YOU STILL THINK OF ME
OR IF TO YOU ,I'M JUST A FACE IN THE CROWD
I WISH SO VERY MUCH THAT ONE DAY
WE CAN HAVE IT ALL BACK
BUT FOR NOW,I'LL SIT HERE SILENTLY
REMEMBERING ALL THE MEMORIES WE ONCE SHARED
EVERYDAY MY LOVE GROWS MUCH STRONGER
HOPING THAT ARE DAY YOU WILL FEEL THE SAME
AND PUT BACK THE PIECES OF MY BROKEN HEART................
THE DAY WHEN YOU WERE EVERYTHING TO ME
MY MIND USED TO TELL ME THAT WE ARE TOGETHER FOREVER
BUT NOW I REALIZE THAT WAS ALL A BIG DREAM
THE FEELINGS I HAVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER GO
I WISH I COULD TAKE BACK THAT ARE REGRETFUL DAY
THE DAY WHEN I WILLINGLY LET YOU SLIDE FROM MY ARMS
NEVER DID I THINK OH THE ASTORISHING PAIN OG REGRETS
THAT I WOULD ONCE HAVE TO LIVE THROUGH
THE SIGHT OF YOU IN SOMEONE ELSES ARMS
MAKES MY HEART SHATTER INTO A MILLION PIECES
I SOMETIMES WONDER IF YOU STILL THINK OF ME
OR IF TO YOU ,I'M JUST A FACE IN THE CROWD
I WISH SO VERY MUCH THAT ONE DAY
WE CAN HAVE IT ALL BACK
BUT FOR NOW,I'LL SIT HERE SILENTLY
REMEMBERING ALL THE MEMORIES WE ONCE SHARED
EVERYDAY MY LOVE GROWS MUCH STRONGER
HOPING THAT ARE DAY YOU WILL FEEL THE SAME
AND PUT BACK THE PIECES OF MY BROKEN HEART................
Written By : Subhrajoti Roy
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Sad Poem(English)
When We Two Parted......
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shrudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well--
Long, long I shall rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met--
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?--
With silence and tears.
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shrudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well--
Long, long I shall rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met--
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?--
With silence and tears.
Written By : Subhrajoti Roy
Labels:
Sad Poem(English)
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