It wouldn't be Right

I thought a poem I would write!

But again I thought it wouldn't be Right.

I just wanted to ask my love!

Why did she betray me in love.

Why did she leave? What was the reason?

For her to change like a season.

I never knew what was my fault!

For which she gave that tremendous jolt.

I think it was just a misunderstanding!

Or she never knew the word understanding.

Without her in this world I feel so alone!

Like in the midst of the sand, a single stone.

I loved her,and I will love her my entire life!

No matter if it's a feeling of touching a knife.

I will call her always with a hope that she would turn!

Being aware that it's too late and she would never return.

I wanted to ask her so many questions!

Knowing that these are the rhetorical questions!

And with all these words I thought,a poem I would write

But again I thought it wouldn't be Right

It wouldn't be Right

It wouldn't be Right...