Few more than four lakh
Minutes are up
Since the day you disagreed
Since then your hatred for me
Has grown like a tree from a seed
And I am
As I was
Same dumb *************
I don’t know how or why
But I love you still
Poems…ever tried writing?
Try
It’s fun
All that you need is a heart
And some ink of emotion
And when you write one
If at all you do
Show me
Don’t wait like me thinking
‘Misunderstand…will she?’
And this last one
Though I need not write
I’ll write it for its sake
Feel not bad
For, you haven’t hurt me
