The last words you said were 'Take it or leave it'
And I wondered if 'Love' was a commodity
All along I imagined it to be...
Those moments when I found the mischievous sparkle in your eye
The heartbeat that beat a little faster when your call came through
The urge in me to buy that stuffed large caterpillar for the car's dashboard
The soothing aura that spread through me when you said how precious I was to you
Those moments when you would try to squeeze some time for us
Those days when you did say...."I Love You" though you said it so rarely
All along I imagined it to be...something that was to be felt and shared by us two...
And I wondered if 'Love' was a commodity
All along I imagined it to be...
Those moments when I found the mischievous sparkle in your eye
The heartbeat that beat a little faster when your call came through
The urge in me to buy that stuffed large caterpillar for the car's dashboard
The soothing aura that spread through me when you said how precious I was to you
Those moments when you would try to squeeze some time for us
Those days when you did say...."I Love You" though you said it so rarely
All along I imagined it to be...something that was to be felt and shared by us two...
5 comments:
well said...but is it worth reminiscing yesterday?
Thanks for your comment. Its a subjective matter. Depends on how true and strong your love IS. For someone like the protagonist in this poem who is longing for his/her love, the love fails to leave him/her. Hence LOVE lingers forever....and the protagonist refuses to leave the joys he/she got from this love on the side....
Yeah love is a commodity...and a depreciating one at that!! :-)
Made me feel really sad :-( but that shows how well you have captured the protagonist's emotions!
yeah true love is not a commodity
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