1000 Times Poem by VEDA ARTHA

He says he regrets a 1000 times
Of giving me the special happiness.
He says he made his career a loss
Since he cared me infinitely always.
He says that he lost his peace
Because I was made his muse.
He says he had sufferings
due to my headstrong demands.
He says his meaningful life destructs
If I stays there for few more minutes.
He says I made his dreams a mess
For the reason I did not tell lies.
He awards me the painful silence
as he feels that trust rusts.
He pushes me away from my hopes
as I deserve nothing more or less.
He accuses that I am burden and shameless
and it is true to the deepest cores.
Every night before I sleep I feel,
Every morning when I wake up I feel,
I am worth a 1000 scorching regrets
from a man who never made any mistakes.