Tuesday, August 1, 2017

SUNITA PAUL

SUNITA PAUL

THIS IS FOR THAT GIRL,

With lots of curls
Timid and shy,
With dreams in her eyes.

This is for that girl,
Whose heart was pure and precious as a pearl
Who loved all from her heart,
But it was always broken apart.

This is for that girl who grew up so fast,
Who had broken affairs which were never to last.
Who hid her tears in those smiling eyes,
Who can now keep her secret truths masked in lies.

This is to the girl who is now a woman so strong,
Who can handle everything even if it goes wrong.
Who can get out clean after meddling in the dirt,
This is the one whom I craved to be since my birth.






I'M NOT HEARTLESS, I HAVE STARTED USING HEART LESS.
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Shut the doors of my heart,
Wish I could see the evilness in you from the start.
Sworn never to let you in,
Disposed all your fake love in the past's dustbin.

How could i missed your hidden lies,
When I kissed your beautiful eyes.
And now those love making touches,
Left my heart with dirty patches.

Bolted the windows too,
To never let you come out of blue.
All you gave me was tears and pains,
And I never wish to get the bruises again.

But now and then fiery storms arise,
My heart breaks when I remember you and your lies.
Window glasses rattle and break,
Doors do give my heart a shake.

So today I built a strong wall,
Never to have another fall.
No one can ever tresspass and ruin the peace of my mind
Thinking with heart is what I have left far behind.




UNSAID WORDS OF MINE
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Inside me,words unsaid
Deep down in heart,emotions dead
They can burst out,
Give a shout
But I know no paper can carry the weight
It's not an assumption,I bet
For the untold words inside me can form poems
Which can put the paper to shame
The pain of the past,
The scars which will last
The joys and tears
My worries and fears
Some mysteries unfold,
The stories untold
A mere paper cannot hold
The words so bold.
The emotional downpour
The heart breaks in store
So many life forms
All blow as a storm
The pen when starts to flow
So many poems in a go
The paper will tear
Can no more bear
The untold words of mine
So I hide in my smile and shine.

SUNITA PAUL




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