Mehroom
// never wanted a perfect one
but oh darling, you could've been the one //
why don't we ever get the answers we want?
why must we suffer from feelings we don't understand?
like a shooting star,
i watched you crash against the walls of my heart;
illuminating the darkest of shadows
dousing the flames charring the hollows.
who were you to pause my story?
why did you not let me burn?
dreamers have prices to pay,
for the wishes they crave but don't dare to say;
i stared at the phone that never rings
stupidly waiting for the tune that never sings.
will i see you there, where the stars don't cry?
will you replay the melodies of the night with me again?
lost in an illusion of losing myself in your eyes
till i exist only in your dreams;
the voice that soothes me to sleep
the voice miles away to be seen.
why must i watch you leave?
why can't you stay?
please, why don't you stay?
the weeping souls, their tears ricochet
one lonely life, they die a million deaths;
flowers of grief crawling up my throat
the story, long forgotten, forever untold.
"you're late, honey, just leave it up to fate"
will my confession lose its emotion
if you don't reciprocate?
excerpt ~
he said, "mercury's in retrograde again"
i blinked and peered up at the starless night
can they see me? do they even know me?
why must they play with my feelings?
why must they tear the strings of my love?
About this poem
"Mehroom" is actually an Urdu word meaning deprived or rejected. It's dedicated to that one right person you met at the wrong time and then never got the chance again to ponder over the what ifs. To all those incomplete but beautiful stories.
Written on October 31, 2022
Submitted by samadrita_m on November 15, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AA XX XXBB CX DDEE XF XXXX XDD DXXX GAG XFXCEX |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,395 |
Words | 294 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 4, 2, 4, 2, 4, 3, 4, 3, 6 |
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