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POEM: LEFT ME BY

Left Me By
 

I smiled in the sadness like mourn in times of joy
Just do it with pure skill to make clear dark day
Smile on lips with her kisses each, each of sighs,
With evenings filled with shining eyes, love heart,
But lost everything once built with love and dreams.

For reasons, my own conviction links have been lost
Over time, have unleashed real pain in one another,
In who knows how many, no matter the reason, left me
As an encounter with self between time for reflection,
to let fly the past and live the present intensely.

So much time has been left to look for blinding me
Wanting to fly higher than wings reach without love
Give everything unconditionally not more than life
That flows under sky, is just overcoming her setbacks
Finding own self, just beautiful experiences lived.

To value essence, to prove surrender is not in days
Left everything aside though a rainy day in my face
Drawing a smile in heart, turning off the past,
Igniting a new dawn in gaze the soul is dispersed
But if you look at me not see the pain that oppresses,

Still see those sparks of love that one day you caught,
I've gone, it's gone, we've moved away for nonsense,
For a misunderstood reason, a whisper of love with spirit,
As lyrics never go beyond form verses of eternal love,
Because true love is much more than that, is forgiveness.



By Prem Jhawar

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