The Man who loved too muchA Poem by RESWARLosing LoveAt the edge of the forest, In the middle of the night The fall of the rain, the slush of the mud She was coming, I knew it then Little did I know that I had taken a punt So naïve I was in this game of love Little could I see, when the sun rose next I had lost it all, blind I had become! © 2011 RESWAR |
StatsAuthorRESWARIndiaAboutI started writing poetry around couple of years ago. I love the play of words and it is a natural progression for the artist in me. I love all things creative and pursue this as a serious hobby. I hat.. more..Writing
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