Dedicated to my crush, if you're reading this i.e
When I wish for to
love you,
I feel as if I’m
cutting the very branch I’m resting on.
I’m cutting the
little onion as if it isn’t going to make me cry.
I walk along the dry
beach when the waters all gone,
It is when it gushes
back and comes through.
So this is how I feel
when I wish for to love you.
When I wish for to
see you,
I don’t know for how
long I have been stalking you.
For a while I guess,
actually all the time.
It’s when I write
foolish stuff that doesn’t at all rhyme.
I’ve fallen for you
all over again anew.
Just when I wish for
to see you.
When I wish for to
touch you,
The lost me feels
something hard emitting light.
It’s when I realize
it’s the facebook screen I touch in the night.
I scribble poems about you,
None of them makes
sense, maybe one or two.
So I hide them and
write anew,
Just when I wish for
to touch you.
find me on facebook @ https://www.facebook.com/sourish.sengupta.5
email me @ sourish.sengupta@hotmail.com
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