Dream Thief Poem by Rahul Shil

One day, I wrote myself in the name of others.
I had written all my dreams in her name.
I had only her name in the heart of the heart.
It was just wrong to say that.

Silently wrote in mine heart of thy name.
I think that was mine mistake.
I've sold everything of mine life to you.
Maybe that was mine mistake.

Life is full of my millions sorrows.
I wanted to give you everything.
Maybe that was my mistake.
I was unselfishly loved by
not understanding the meaning of love
Maybe that was the worst mistake.

So today, with all the things left.
This love was not an absurdity.
Thou might be   Inane ,
But this is all to me.

Today everything is destabilizing
You leave
Only if left behind are filled with pain
Faintsome memories.

The pillows that are wet behind even today
I still have poetry rhyme
The pain that banish, it hurts.
The mind wants to forget you,
But do not forget to forget this perverted mind.

But forget it one day,
The day when someone will come away,
But I can't tears flow.
But I will not make any mistakes
on that day.