
The first time they met
On a sunny spring morn
He’d never forget
The smile that she’d worn
The years that followed
Were full of bliss
Or so he’d thought
Until he realised something was amiss
The late nights
The trips away
The silly fights
Could only mean she was going astray
What had gone wrong
He’d never really know
How could a love so strong
Break as easy as a withered bough
If he could not have her
No one would
He’d tried his best to please her
And yet, was sorely misunderstood
As he watched the darkened river
Down his spine
Ran a little shiver
And the thought “Now forever, you’re mine”
(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (26 June 2009)


Americanising Desi
27 June 2009 at 3:28 pmπ this is lovely!
this is magical!
Sanch, the writer
28 June 2009 at 7:21 amThanks AD! π Appreciate the wonderful comment!
Psych Babbler
28 June 2009 at 7:21 amThanks AD! π Appreciate the wonderful comment!
Sanch, the writer
29 June 2009 at 10:17 pmMy flatmate thought the ending was too morbid and wondered what was wrong with me! =D Had to convince them that it was based on pure imagination and nothing more… =P
Americanising Desi
29 June 2009 at 1:47 pmi simply love it … esp that ending! π
Psych Babbler
29 June 2009 at 10:17 pmMy flatmate thought the ending was too morbid and wondered what was wrong with me! =D Had to convince them that it was based on pure imagination and nothing more… =P
ani_aset
15 July 2009 at 1:25 pmWhats wrong PB :)…lovely poem though..i hope you are fine
Sanch, the writer
21 July 2009 at 11:14 am@ Ani: Nothing wrong! π Thanks for the nice comment! π
Psych Babbler
21 July 2009 at 11:14 am@ Ani: Nothing wrong! π Thanks for the nice comment! π