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hi,I am back with another poem for our sweet samrat.when i was reading edward racey's poem.I found that this one really is a clear picture of Samrat's pain.
This Pain
by Edward Racey
Holding you in my arms, cursing my hands.
Regretting what I've done, knowing it will never mend.
Calling your name out loud, holding my head.
Remembering the things I've done, and all the things I said.
I know why you went away, you don't need to explain.
Not much left that I can say, but you don't need THIS PAIN.
Lying flat upon my back, face up to the sky.
Counting all the stars, for all the times I made you cry.
I loved you, I hurt you, I pushed you far away.
I love you, I want you, but you don't need THIS PAIN.
Holding in my hand, a tear stained photograph.
I'm the one who let you go, now I don't know where you're at.
This says how samrat was feeling for the past three years.The way he expresses his feeling is completely amazing.Hats of to samrat 👏
This Pain
by Edward Racey
Holding you in my arms, cursing my hands.
Regretting what I've done, knowing it will never mend.
Calling your name out loud, holding my head.
Remembering the things I've done, and all the things I said.
I know why you went away, you don't need to explain.
Not much left that I can say, but you don't need THIS PAIN.
Lying flat upon my back, face up to the sky.
Counting all the stars, for all the times I made you cry.
I loved you, I hurt you, I pushed you far away.
I love you, I want you, but you don't need THIS PAIN.
Holding in my hand, a tear stained photograph.
I'm the one who let you go, now I don't know where you're at.
This says how samrat was feeling for the past three years.The way he expresses his feeling is completely amazing.Hats of to samrat 👏
Anupamaa
