Lost Or Stolen?

Finding that green dot beside his name,
The heart said”aah he is finally back again”!
Shall I text ?or shall I wait?
The dilemma continues till date.

Best friends he said,once we were…
Then why all of sudden it went off air?
Was it a “just” or is it a density?
The question still remains unanswered to me…

The most awaited day finally came!
But with the most unwanted ignorance…!
The green dot kept shinning the whole night..
Nothing but the egoes had a fight.

Ego?? He is not into it I supposed.
Then what was it ? The question again arose.
Days passed turning into months…
And now my wait to him was a fun.

Good to find,my friendship is replaced.
You are constant,someone else took my place.
Once a doubt,now quite sure.
The friendship didn’t remain secure!

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of

Lost Meaning

Lost Meaning short poem

Who knows the future? Secrets in the palm of jesting mind. Deep dwells the forgotten past, a reminder of untold losses. A life adorned with love, kindness, loyalty, and selflessness. Questions unanswerable pecking the essence of sanity Fate says the

Lost In The Wilderness

Lost In The Wilderness prose poem

Eerie the right and weird the atmosphere, Lightning flashes fearful faces, Giant trees cast sinister shadows, Danger lurks in the oddest of places, I stumbled on a stone and hit my head down, I suddenly realized that I had strayed

Cold Lost World

Cold Lost World long poem

I hope it will all change eventually Or Maybe it’s just me Maybe I see things differently Or maybe it’s the truth you’re scared to see We are living in a world so cold and lost You must freeze your

Lost In Silent Darkness

Lost In Silent Darkness prose poem

When I look back the silent darkness I had left in the deep woods a long ago where I had planted few seeds of my memories to grow but I found those seeds grown with thorns of exasperation and annoyance

All Is Not Lost

All Is Not Lost prose poem

All is Not Lost To you without a partner feeling lost and alone To you without food, starving broke without a home All is not lost – you have a glorious life ahead Do not dwell on the past, erect