Why is it that when I told you that I loved you, the first thing you asked was, “Since when?”
Really? Is that the most perplexing thing about the fact that I die a little bit every day looking at your smile, and hope it is the final death because I can’t take it anymore? Does it really matter that much to you how long I’ve been hoping to see the horrid, scarred face of the grim reaper than to see your perfect black eyes and your messy charcoal hair?
Frankly, I’d much rather be anywhere but near you; do anything but see you, because honey, you’re the embodiment of the fact that–much like every spark of
Hey guys. Sorry I have been away for quite a long while and the last time I was here, I asked you guys if you would like to read a hindi poem I just wrote. So, here is my site. Do check it and share it.
www.nikunjguptablog.wordpress.com
Hey Guys! Sorry wasn't here for a while but recently I wrote a poem in hindi. Should I post it here? I know hindi isn't your taste in language but would you like to read it?
Do comment.
Lots of Love. 😊