Two lovers. One left the other. And then they meet again to have a small conversation. One loves to love and for the other, love is a sign of weakness.. A short poem - A CONVERSATION. "Who are you", she asked me. "The man who proposed you bending on his knees, The man with whom you spent hours talking under the tree. The man for whom your eyes once twinkled, that man is me." "Don't bore me with your rhyming lines." "But you said, with me you felt being on cloud nine! You always smiled, together whenever we dined. And that's the reason I always thought everything is fine." "Gone are those days & with time my love has faded, Into a whole new direction my life has headed." "What about those promises that to me you made? What about those tears that my eyes did shed?" "Love is nothing but an illusion dear, It's a sign of weakness and failure." "For every disease...
It was made by me just by chance scribbling some lines on love. And slowly, I started writing rhyming lines, or for some poems or lyrics mostly on emotions that we feel. And now, with some friends appreciating, I am loving writing here.I hope you all visitors will like reading them.