Sometimest, the days we treasure and expect them to be full of love turn out to be the days when we get the least love.Especially when the day turns out to be Valentines day.
shines between us
reavealing a strange
and hidden
sparkle in her eyes
Her perfume
intoxicated me
to a romantic mood
without much effort
But it is was not joy
in her heart
but rather...
I fathom not
"Its best we part"
Is what i heard
on this auspicious
love day of Valentine
Oh how could she do that
on this day?
Is that love or loss of it?
But one thing Im sure
It was Valentines day.
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Written on 2006-02-14 at 06:23
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BAD VALENTINE
The candle lightshines between us
reavealing a strange
and hidden
sparkle in her eyes
Her perfume
intoxicated me
to a romantic mood
without much effort
But it is was not joy
in her heart
but rather...
I fathom not
"Its best we part"
Is what i heard
on this auspicious
love day of Valentine
Oh how could she do that
on this day?
Is that love or loss of it?
But one thing Im sure
It was Valentines day.
Poetry by boy
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Written on 2006-02-14 at 06:23
Tags Valentine 
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