Can’t die once more !!!
I don’t miss you any more,
and now, don’t you give this accusing stare.
It’s not that I don’t care, but
I just cant help, and my resolve no more stronger.
Weakened by parting people I do care for,
left to struggle alone just because none could see a tear.
May be one would never,
that’s something I have not been gifted so far.
Well, so much of you and so often I did remember,
my eyes does sparkle like that of yours,
and can smile as bright, may be even better than yours,
and beneath the sparkle and the bright smile lies the bitterness of a tear.
Wish me luck if a little you do care,
an angel finds me sometime, somewhere;
not to make me believe in dreams, and to inspire,
but to hold my hand and walk together.


good poem with an imaginative approach.
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