The Poor CrowA Poem by Abhishek AsthanaLove is just love, it can never explained.O sweetie! You failed to comprehend, my love for you is so fervid, you couldn't catch glimpse of my affection, which seems charming and avid...
if you would reunite with someone else in the future, your pictures from my walls, i will have a wild urge to throw.. it will be harder for me to swallow this sense of betrayal, i would evidently die, and will become a brusque crow..
afterwards your marriage, i would approach your home on daily basis, i am threatening, caw! caw! noise, i'll make entire day, ""how to get rid of this bloody crow"", you, couple would only pray..
i'll be the playmate of your kids, i would sing songs for them in my egregious tone.. i am convinced they won't be really fond of, but they'll enquire, ""who is this creature, completely unknown"" ?..
your other half will get exasperated, he'll surely take out his mauser from your gun-locker.. but i will be dismayed on seeing weapon of my adversary, i'll tease, ""i have wings which do not need any door-knocker""..
since i will be targeted by the sniper, in case i die, i will question your husband, ""why did you kill me again"".. ""you murdered me, when you married my love"" ""even today you gave me a similar pain"" !!
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Added on June 5, 2017Last Updated on April 30, 2020 AuthorAbhishek AsthanaLucknow , The City of Nawabs, IndiaAboutDon't judge me on the basis of my creativity... M a bit common person who sometimes can imagine things on a high note bt not positive many times... who always keen to observe things on a very minute l.. more..Writing
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