Unfinished

Everything was for you, the sky, 

the flowers, the sea

Maybe the stars, the gems, the very thing 

that I owned since birth for thee,

You don't love me.

Remember the time when 

we cherished each other

flourished with each other, 

revolved around one another.

You regret me.

"Alas" I cried. My best I tried, for ye to 

behold the world

with your very own beautiful green eyes,

 yet you've unfinished me. 

  I wonder why.

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Simply well written. I liked it.

[A.N Hunter]

Thank you! I always worried about this poem!

[Najam Us Saher]

You are welcome.