Long lost attempt for a poem......
From hospitals to hill stations and from Mughals' capital to rosogolla........I have traveled far.....thus excuse my absence.And also don't boo me down.....after a long time I am attempting a poem....so please bear with me......
No One To Love
Everything I do
Is for you
Or done while thinking of u.
I am your moon.
But clumsy am I
And a fool
And oft do I alienate
Those whom I love
And thus,
Am the Lonely Soul.
So off I go
Seeking to bother you no more
Like a silly puppy
Clamoring at your feet.
I can do other things
Things that lonely souls do
When they have no one to love anymore....
Is for you
Or done while thinking of u.
I am your moon.
But clumsy am I
And a fool
And oft do I alienate
Those whom I love
And thus,
Am the Lonely Soul.
So off I go
Seeking to bother you no more
Like a silly puppy
Clamoring at your feet.
I can do other things
Things that lonely souls do
When they have no one to love anymore....
