Obvioulsy if the title reads "Poem part 1"....then theres more to come...
as of now all i am doing is posting the poem or rather just a couple of lines that i wrote in a mail to my friend prassu...to pull his leg...the whole story will follow in the posts to come..till then enjoy this..
a broken heart has its stories to tell..
some tell it with cigrattes...and others use a pen....
some close themselves in a cell other open their heart really well..
some shed the tears others try to hide their fears..
what ever you do...you know it well....
no matter what...its never gonna come back...
the moment is gone..the past is behind
you can either sit there and wait..
or start walking ahead and beat your fate...
no mattter what you do...dont spread the hate..
