Poem : A Sad Little Thing Called Love


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A sad little thing called love
Misery and hurt, those feelings that you feel when the person you love is no longer with you.

Thinking about the finish line
Alone I sit here now

And my heart breaks with the road that I take
And I am hoping I am awake
When you tell me that you are mine


If you look at me now
You‘ll think I have lost my mind

And my heart aches as I sit by the lake
Then I contemplate
Everything reminds me of forgotten times.

Walking down these empty streets
Love is meant to hurt, that’s its design

I feel so alone on this night
Just hold me once, make me feel like home and tell me that you're mine...


Location: India

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  1. Anonymous5 July 2013 at 11:37

    great words

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  2. Anonymous10 July 2013 at 12:12

    Awsm

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  3. Unknown10 July 2013 at 12:40

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  4. Anonymous13 July 2013 at 21:14

    Hey arjuun, plz write ur experience abt love at first sight ....

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  5. Unknown13 July 2013 at 21:17

    A great thought, and the new post will be dedicated to you reader, please mention your name so I may dedicate it.

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    4. Anonymous13 July 2013 at 21:54

      Thanks alot.....:)

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