When The Whole World Is Busy

When The Whole World Is Busy long poem

When the whole world is busy, the pathway seems so dark;
The eyes search for the only one who can light the spark;
The heart craves for his presence, wishing for his one call;
Wishing if he could hold you when he sees you fall.

Hoping that he would understand the pains that you bear;
When you see the devil of loneliness approaching near;
Hoping that he would enclose you tightly in his hold;
When he sees you crying, when he sees you are cold.

When the waits go on for ages, leaving behind trails of pain;
When he never seems to listen to you and calls you an insane;
When you want him to tell you just how much he misses you;
That you are his heaven, without you he too feels the blue.

When the whole world becomes busy, there is none to listen to you;
It is when you stop saying, what you are going through;
It is when you resort to silence; try to control your tears;
It is when you become numb to all those untold fears.

The heart bleeds as the pain amplifies;
The special one cannot fathom it, even when he is in front of your eyes;
You stop; think for a moment, “Did you love him less?”
“Is this forever or is it only a phase?”

Your questions remain unanswered, like it was before;
You can feel you are breaking, right from the core;
Still there is none to hold you, to tell you he is there;
To tell you how much he loves you, and that he too does care.

Poet’s Note
The poem talks about a soul full of love and her yearning for her lover.

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Passionate about books and poems. Love to lay bare thoughts through poems and brief write-ups on thoughtful topics. A public relation brand communication executive by profession, I am focused on balancing my professional and personal life without compromising on my penchant for literature and art.
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hk
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sweeeet poem.Miss Nabanita G It’s like a cure for all heart brokers.It provide them support.lovely!

Nadeem Qazilbash
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Lack of understanding, from a significant other can be so painful. You have given words to emotions that otherwise seem impossible to describe.

asoke kumar mitra
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poignant write on love.

nikki
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Sounds like your waiting for a phsical manifestation of a love that can only be offered by a heavenly being. But there is something so beautiful in love and heartache..

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