A Poem for a Girl in Mix-up


Longing for something

Wanting for somebodies

Yearning for a wish

Thinking of the prolonged unfulfilled desire.

A hunger of affection?

Thirstiness of a strong emotion of regard?

All but not,

Its always that lack of delicate discrimination.

But, does it matter?

The longing of perceptiveness from them,

It is nothing but just ignore

As when feeling grows,

All things be seize.

Merely, for the unfortunate.

A mix-up is within.

The disarrays inside you give rise to confusions,

Regardless of that unspecified man.

image credit: flickr.com


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