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When Love is Gone - A Poem by Sarvajeet D Chandra UNPEN - Poetry, Songs & Stories by Sarvajeet D Chandra in Hindustani & English

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When Love is Gone - Sarvajeet



When love is gone,

Our hearts sink deep,

Into a cold ocean bed,

Feelings disperse in winter winds.



Weary silence sits in once-fun-filled rooms,

Pets run away and become wild,

Stars that sparked our nights darken and dim.



Regrets sneak into a colourless world,

Our cozy house crumbles to dust,

Birds visiting our garden, do not sing.



Our words become knives,

Emptiness fills spaces between the sheets,

We are deaf to each other's heartbeats.



Trees choose sides, split vertically in two,

We depart with suitcases, packed long ago,

Our story spins backwards into time.



Soulmates become strangers,

Swallowing our souls,

Our psyches seared with a thousand scars,

Leaving behind a trail of heartless hearts.



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#LostLove  #Heartbreak  #MovingOn #BrokenHearts  #Soulmates #NewBeginnings  #LettingGo  #Relationships #LoveLost #TimeHeals #Separation #PainfulMemories #EndOfLove  #BreakupBlues

#LoveAndLoss



   #sadpoetry #Heartbrokenstatus #loveisgone #loveisdead #sadlovestory 



  #reflectionspoetry    #poemsoftheday     #indianpoetrylovers #heartbroken #heartbroke #heartbreaks #heartbrokensong #heartbrokenpoetry

When Love is Gone - Sarvajeet



When love is gone,

Our hearts sink deep,

Into a cold ocean bed,

Feelings disperse in winter winds.



Weary silence sits in once-fun-filled rooms,

Pets run away and become wild,

Stars that sparked our nights darken and dim.



Regrets sneak into a colourless world,

Our cozy house crumbles to dust,

Birds visiting our garden, do not sing.



Our words become knives,

Emptiness fills spaces between the sheets,

We are deaf to each other's heartbeats.



Trees choose sides, split vertically in two,

We depart with suitcases, packed long ago,

Our story spins backwards into time.



Soulmates become strangers,

Swallowing our souls,

Our psyches seared with a thousand scars,

Leaving behind a trail of heartless hearts.



Connect with Unpen on Social Media





One Link : https://campsite.bio/tounpen

Podcast Page https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/unpen

Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/2unpen/

Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/IndianPoetry/

Twitter : https://twitter.com/2unpen





Contact Sarvajeet on sarvajeetchandra@gmail.com



#LostLove  #Heartbreak  #MovingOn #BrokenHearts  #Soulmates #NewBeginnings  #LettingGo  #Relationships #LoveLost #TimeHeals #Separation #PainfulMemories #EndOfLove  #BreakupBlues

#LoveAndLoss



   #sadpoetry #Heartbrokenstatus #loveisgone #loveisdead #sadlovestory 



  #reflectionspoetry    #poemsoftheday     #indianpoetrylovers #heartbroken #heartbroke #heartbreaks #heartbrokensong #heartbrokenpoetry

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