Wounded Heart Poem by Gaurav Arora

She never cared about me, , , ,
But I think the sweetest of all girlz
was she, , ,

She forgot that I too have a heart,
Although it was always busy in
loving her....

Every time she told me that I've
changed,
But I am still there living with her
name and loving her the same.....

all the stars appearing so dull and sour,
Its a moon in her that I am
searching for, , ,

Happiness is running angry wid me & playing a spanish war,
It's my life in her that I am searching for, , , ,
There's a crowd around me all the time shouting encore,
It's only her enchanting voice that I am searching for, , ,

My life is like a path that lost its door,
It's she my destination that I am searching for, , , ,

I don't know what it is that I have lost like a peacock ore,
May be its 'me' in she that I am searching for.......

So, if I love 'YOU' a little more that I should do,
Bcz I just wanna spend my life with 'YOU'.....

Remember, somebody is waiting for
'YOU' and will always do.......