You're an image in the mirror of my heart; <br />An ever needed image that I cannot part, <br />From the door of my heart and dream <br />where my love was flowing like a stream <br />Over the barren brink of your parched life, <br />But you coudn't hear as you were deaf; <br />The heart touching voice of my ripple <br />That I wanted to be the sweet apple, <br />Of your ever shining and comely eyes <br />But I wandered throu' your skies, <br />Floated throu' the trackless path of sadness <br />Without life, hopes, dreams or happiness <br />And in my life never I saw a dazzling light, <br />Nor did I see a full moon at night <br />But dazed like a child seeing nightmare <br />You coudn't see my feeling that I laid bare <br />Why coudn't you open your heart for me? <br />Why did you forsake me alone in your sky? <br />Open my heart whenever you meet me, <br />Somewhere in this world and see, <br />how I cared your face in my heart, <br />And who were to me in my heart <br />You could have loved me for I was not bad <br />But you didnt love me as you weren't mad <br />Like me.... <br />Like me....<br /><br />VIPINS PUTHOORAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-weren-t-mad-like-me/
