- By Praveen Parasar
(Why) I Do Not Miss You!
Me without you
Like a Body
Without soul,
Like a Flower
Without scent,
Like a Sea
Without water,
Like a Sky
Without stars,
Like a tree
Without leaves,
But, even then
(Why) I am not able
To feel you
As mine,
(Why) I am not able
To remember the scent
Of Your body,
(Why) I am not able
To remember the taste
Of Your lips,
(Why) I am not able
To feel the warmth
Of your breathe,
(Why) I am not able
To feel the beats
Of Your heart,
(Why) even then
I do not miss you!
Like a Body
Without soul,
Like a Flower
Without scent,
Like a Sea
Without water,
Like a Sky
Without stars,
Like a tree
Without leaves,
But, even then
(Why) I am not able
To feel you
As mine,
(Why) I am not able
To remember the scent
Of Your body,
(Why) I am not able
To remember the taste
Of Your lips,
(Why) I am not able
To feel the warmth
Of your breathe,
(Why) I am not able
To feel the beats
Of Your heart,
(Why) even then
I do not miss you!
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This poem is different from others in that it talks about how someone is confused why they don't miss their ex. Usually when someone feels like their ex was everything, they ponder on what went wrong and resonance about the past with that person. It seems like poet thought they were in love, when they really weren't. Since the natural reaction to losing someone is thinking about the things they did and remembering it in vivid detail. This person on the other hand can't remember any of that in detail. I've had a feeling like this before. Thinking that I would miss someone, and believing they were really important in my life. When the truth was that I just liked them around but didn't need them and their absence didn't really effect my life.
Hello Matthews
ReplyDeleteNever thought i would find my poetry discussed in such detail somewhere, it really makes me feel happy. i would be even happier to have you in my network, we might share some poetry and thoughts. you may connect to me on facebook@ https://www.facebook.com/p.parasar
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Love poetry!
Praveen