It was this one, BY MANISH SRINI

It was this one Saturday

when i wanted you to stay

with flowers in my arms 

and my heart beating like drums,

you seemed too busy 

to spend a night with this shabby,

while i bid you a goodbye 

you showed only a sigh,

who knew that your love

would only shove...... you to death....

It was the saddest of Sunday's

which brought a break to my fun-days,

when i first saw you in sleep

it took me too very deep,

while my eyes couldn't see, where i wanted to be,

but my heart seemed to know,

that this was the place I've been longing to go,

what if you didn't stay,

am still alive to make a way..... into your heart!

I dug my way.......  into your grave

 to hold your hand and let the love stay.......

wish you stayed with me

when the hope's were like a sea,

but now nothing seems so real

except the body with no zeal,

your soul seems to be lost

in the whispers of the gust,

please let me be 

your savior for free....

though there's no hopes of a win

let the love finally be the one

to be seen as we both lay rest in this scene....

©Grave-love

BY MANISH SRINI

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