a poem by Cindrela

Deep down in the bottom of this heart-
The wound you have caused;
A medicine for it- will I ever find?
The laughter, smiles and dreams
We shared thru’ the days;
And the passion
We shared thru’ the nights;
Is still afresh!!
To re-live those moments, is a pleasure!
What more must I do
To show that my love for you,
Grows with every second?

Destiny is driving you in a different path,
Unable to prove the divinity of my love;
I stand, lost amidst the memories
Of our precious moments!
Nobody to stretch a helping hand
And none to mend this broken heart!

Your love for me is dead.though,
My heart will beat only for you…
Constantly… till the last breathe of my life!