That Day

That Day short poem

Uploaded by Chetan Kalra


When you wanted to give him the best of all this world could ever give,
He crumbled all your trust and promises,
With your eyes facing down to earth,
You decided to live.

From the day he left you,
With the memories that haunt,
Carrying the shattered pieces of heart,
You were erasing.

One day someone will enter your life,
With the intension to draw you again in few strokes,
Holding your hands forever,
Will fill your life with colours.

That day you will look at the stars and moon of the darkest night,
And will whisper with a smile on your face,
With your eyes no longer facing down,
“I love you my life”

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Kiran Nambiar
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Beautiful *claps*

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