life long

one sided love.

Whenever I think of love

 I remember him

 Even though he doesn’t love me

 I’ll love him life long

 If I am a goalpost

 Then he being my friend

 Is a football Which completes me

 I don’t know much about him

 As we don’t talk often

 Whenever we are in public

 We talk very rudely

 But in private he talks very nicely

 Showing all his love left for me

 Even though he likes someone else 

 I’ll love him life long

 

I don’t know what it feels like

 To be loved by someone 

 I don’t know why

 A bond of relationship does not care for anyone’s feelings 

 But the thing I know is 

 That the color which will dye me

 Will be his life long

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

Fervent, laudable and deep.
You're doing your part; now, you have only to get a worthy, available man
to be on the receiving end of such devotion.
Touching poem, Aradhana.

[Aradhana]

Your words and thoughts and suggestion just nailed it!😀 thanks a ton :)

[Abhishek Asthana]

In every part of the poem, the tittle of the poem is defined cryptically which makes it extraordinary.... Emotions are shaped very well... Thanks for sharing ... Keep writing !!

[Aradhana]

Glad u enjoyed it! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

in second stanza, sixth line a bit awkward...but wow, yes, the public debasement, the private times in the basement of the heart....
and the last two lines were worth getting to and then some.
i love "which will dye me"---
j.

[Aradhana]

Ya, actually that was copy paste mistake. It's his... and actually that's my present condition... thanks for ur precious comment..
ASBD