Always a goodbye…

January 8, 2018

always a goodbye - AndYouThot Poetry

There ain’t any feeling,
there ain’t any joy.
O why should I moan,
when it was always a goodbye.

She used to make me happy,
which was never her attempt.
It was just my heart,
which on her only sight felt rich and content.

I cried when she cried.
I jumped when she joyed.
This process well continued,
but the opposite wasn’t ever tried.

Being played by her,
sometimes I feel like a toy.
O why should I moan,
when it was always a goodbye.

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suraj Jaiswal

Suraj is a passionate blogger who writes for a global audience. His interests range from a myriad of topics to anything distinguishable that keeps a reader hooked. Interested in blogging, he has written for many websites and has also been showcased as a guest author. He lives in India, pursuing many interests of his, such as reading, painting, cheffing, and writing for his blog.

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