by Shasya   Apr 27, 2008

Looking at your picture
Compels that tear to fall
Torrential sorrow
In remembrance of it all

The passion we shared
One's craze for the other
Forever enveloped
In obsessive fervor

Every waking second spent
In the others existence
Aroused just by name
Bound by no resistance

And just your name
Sent a ripple inside
That had me craving
Yet eccentrically satisfied

But now it's vanished
That moment, and that age
I wish you didn't own a gun
I wish you didn't know rage


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  • 10 years ago

    by Sourav

    I've found your writing is far mature than your age. This poem is very well constructed. It flows well and to the point through out... Keep writing... Well done!