End Of Fairy Tale...

Living with a heart that has broken dreams...
Some were fulfilled and some are left uncherished...
I did met the man, the man I will marry...
But that man is not the one I wanted to live with...

Love is when you sit with your darling with a candle and roses on the table...
But I am with the one who has cell and unfriendly formal behaviour...

Love is long drives, romantic rides, silent walking in the moonlight...
But he hates drives, is lazy to ride and I sit alone at home with tears in my eyes...

Love is looking in each other's eyes and entering in the world of beautiful dreams...
But my world has ended, my dreams are thrashed,
No longer there are two pairs of eyes...
Only a crying heart and broken smile...

Love was dancing on the tunes of your heartbeat with your baby and red roses...
But now the heart has gone dumb, the legs got numb and I am sitting alone watchin the dried roses...

"The fairy tale" is a poem that describes my life's dreams...
"End of fairy tale" is a poem that describes my broken feelings...

...Chinky Sanghvi