Just Before I Am Lost Poem by Ankur Shrivastava

Just before I am lost,
I want to write a love poem,
The color of love stolen,
Some tears dripping,
And a night drowned
In silver moon light of memories.

The journey of love,
From being born in tears,
To getting lost in smiles,
Finding its way in silence,
And dying by the weight of promises.

I am here tonight to say it all,
Things that were not meant to be,
Love made it happen,
Our little sweet miracles,
That have somehow stopped.

It's difficult to draw boundaries,
When you are too close,
Anything can hurt you,
When you are lost.
I dont beg for tomorrows,
I would rather buy a yesterday.

Love somehow keeps it all intact,
But tonight love is lost,
It has fled, defeated...
Without a message.
And we are blinded,
Left to wander, in the sea of thoughts.

A thousand reason,
For the death of each star,
A hundred questions...
Why our miracles have stopped.

Just before I am lost,
I want to write a love poem