I threw a stone into the sea,
And deep it sunk into the sand,
And so did my poor heart in me
When my false lover left the land.
You are blinking
And sinking
In despair
With love failure
You stop thinking positive
And feel their language totally negative
But she is nowhere in picture
You are also feeling not secured
You feel world is not familiar
And not lovelier too
People seem to be hostile
And you are in position to smile
All the time she is before your eyes
And you try
To hide with fake smile
But it is caught meanwhile
You are suffering as result
And feel it as insult
But you are helpless
And there is gloom on face
If you are suffering from love syndrome
It shall be considered as not welcome
People shall joke
And offer master stroke
If it’s not a happy ending, then it’s not an ending at all.
Love became a memory I fear to remember.
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