...

...

A Poem by Siddhartha

It is not the time or the moment
But cruel fate O love of mine
That steals our shared moments
Across our intertwined lifetimes

And I despondent in my misery
Keep writing these lines
In the eulogy of lost love
Which was ours but never mine

© 2012 Siddhartha


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe
Flag Flag Writing


Stats

69 Views
Added on November 28, 2012
Last Updated on November 28, 2012

Author

Siddhartha
Siddhartha

Hyderabad, South Asia, India



About
An engineer, with a management degree, I am passionate about and fascinated by the arts – literature, movies, music and photography, et al. Creative writing, especially poetry is the raison d&rs.. more..

Writing
reverence reverence

A Poem by Siddhartha
[more writing]