For You

I may have lost you, but not from my life,
I may not have you, but I’ll know you always.
I have made me lose you, but I regret not it.
It pains, but not bleeds; destined are us,
To be together; not as pairs, not as lovers,
But as friends; and now, I, you, realise it,
And yet, fate, we call it, knowingly, not.
And yet, fate, we call it, knowingly, not.

11 Shared Thoughts:

Ayesha Parveen said...

A poem which shows that inspite of heart-break, all is not lost.

Well-composed, Shravan.

V Rakesh said...

I'll agree with Ayesha

KParthasarathi said...

The picture is superb,shravan

zenana said...

:):):)...i don't know what to say....all of us go throgh it ..hmmm:)

anupama said...

dear sree,
lovely image as you still have the hands to hold on............the best of any relations is friendship.lucky you are,as you could still have afriend.
and when someone else had to push away the much trusted smile in her life!
don't label it fate-don't feel low,
deep burns not shown........

Shravan RN said...

@ Ayesha
:) thank you dear

Shravan RN said...

@ Rakesh bhai
:D smiles :D

Shravan RN said...

@ KP Sir
:) thank you sir !

Shravan RN said...

@ Zenana
true, all of us do go through :)

Shravan RN said...

@ Anupama
read the first comment please ! and then you will get this. this isnt a tribute to friendship ! i loved the comment, but i wish if you caught what i meant :D and the last part of the comment, is worth thinking :D


hi shravan..
that poem was touching...
well written...
imparts hopes to the heart broken..
keep it up... :)


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