How Lucky I Was Poem by krishna kumar

I always wondered how lucky I was
To fell in love with a girl like you…
How lucky I was
That I would remain young for so long,
Until your thoughts were there with me as my precious possession
I believed someday you will be all mine
How beautiful it will be?
If you could love me back as I do
I imagined myself as being made for you, but
It hurt me when I found that my angel
Has many admirers
It hurt me like hell when I realised
For you I am just one among your admirers…
When I loved you…
I often felt pity for the old men as they had already lived most of their life
But now every time I see an old man,
I envy how lucky he was for he lived up to this part of the life
I think about a moment that whether I will make up to that
I fray I may not be alive the next day, next hour
May be the next moment even…
Is it possible for me to see you live with another
These pathetic happenings prove this to be possible
I was little happy that you never loved me
It would have been worst if you loved me and stayed away from me
I wish the pain could be lessened at least with the tears I shed
When I have drank the love to the fullest
It would also drink me to its fullest...