My Heart Sighs

My Heart Sighs short poem

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I still remember the day,
when you had left me alone ,
without saying bye ,
without telling me your annoyance,

remember you every moment ,
miss you with my weeping eyes,
feel as if my heart stopped working ,
my eyes have dried,praying for tears ,

I can’t sleep without you,dear ,
my arms remain unfolded ever ,
waiting for you to come,my love ,
sleep with me & in my arms,

my lips have forgotten smiling ,
my cheeks have lost blushing.
my sighs have lost breath ,
my bosoms have lost beauty,

my life is ceased with my love .
my body is dead with no movement,
my heart is collapsed with no beat,
but my eyes still watch the way, you will come …

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