I wonder if its my choices, or maybe its been my crimes. For I've been broken again, and we've tried so many times. You run away without a glance, while I wait here in the rain. Sometimes till I know you'd gone, Thinking whether we really can start over again, at times we did. Now lost in the dark, and calling out; So many times its already been, But we're still thinking, still in doubt. A heart's used to suffering, When you're another one to go. Still it fails all the time, It takes too long to know. So many times you found the love, So many times I lost you. My emotions lost in the way, My heart's all over strewn. So many times, tried the path, Our thoughts and worlds were different too. To you it could just be a game, To me it was deja vu.
i like hte last line ... i personnalyy like theese expressions as u recited...keep psoting ur getting better evey time and any one can feel the darker lines of ur poetry which may be represt the times ur going through...keep posting
gettin over all tht.....seen things n felt i ws like gettin trivial.....atleast now i've been worse off than before.......but learnt to fight back........
i forgot to say the poetry was awsome .... simply love the last line actully the last word dejavu....great
.thanks ....actully m srry i dont get tym else i'd been more active...n my laptop just stopped workin...thank god i backed up on tym...
