Lost Love

This poem is dedicated to few of my friends who are still clutching their past and afraid to move on.

You are still there
In that weathered rose,
Lying in my old book ,
Don’t know why
I still hold that close .

You are still there
In pictures in my album.
In that chocolate wrapper,
Which even after years
Still lying in my drawer.


You are still there
In that song on radio,
Which reminds me of you
Making my feelings,
Melancholy blue .

You are still there
In those gifted cards,
Which remind me every time,
How my heart has been scarred .

You are still there
In my phone’s contact list,
Though no number is there,
But your name exists.

You are still there
Though not in my sight,
But on my friend’s list,
On some social networking site .

You are still there
In that day of the year,
Which like a normal day ,
Comes every year.
But still I remember ,
Your birth day
After so many years .

You are still there
In that favorite seat of yours
Of that coffee house ,
The couples we used to see there,
Now comes as spouse.

You are still there
In the color you like,
How hard may I try to hate it,
I can’t still dislike.

You are still there
On the benches we sat,
In the places we met,
Dates which are special,
Dates which are sad.

You are still there, here
And scattered everywhere.
Though not in my life,
But in memories somewhere.
Your presence so strong,
Will not be there lifelong ,
And with the sand of time,
You will fade out of my mind.