Just go and tell . . .
She came into my life and I was gliding through sky,
She did some cute things and made those butterflies fly.
I always cared for her and wanted her to be beside me,
Always loved her and used to think what she feels for me
I always wanted to tell her how much I cared and love her,
But just stopped before making the final stir..
But soon I realized that it’s me, who loves her and not her,
She always took me as a friend; it was I who was in fuzz..
Now she is now gone; happy and content,
But who am I kidding; it was I who went to that extent..
But soon I realized this is so close to the life,
When did I tell her I always wanted her to be my life..
I loved her with my whole heart feeling every single pain she had,
But when did I go and tell her about the feeling that I had..?
I loved her and felt the pain she had,
But when did I tell her the feeling that I had..?
With this question intriguing me in my life,
Now I learnt to get over this mental strife..
It made me realize that one has to just go and tell,
How you feel, you have to go and break the spell . . .
( Thanks "Sachin Uppal", for sending this poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
and he likes to dedicate this poem to "Nupur" . . . )
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