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Sometimes scripts are written even if we don't want them to,
There are heroes in that script, but the heroines are disloyal,
I have a script of mine, Incomplete Love: An Untold Story.
Sometimes life deceives,
Sometimes it makes us feel this,
Sometimes it makes us forget happiness, and sometimes sorrow,
I have experienced incomplete love.
I have played the character in such a story,
What is the wound of love in life?
I have experienced it after getting it.
I had imagined beyond imagination,
I had become crazy about her beauty,
Whether it was morning or evening,
I started thinking about her,
I started getting intoxicated in a strange wave,
I started drowning in a peculiar intoxication when I saw her.
I am innocent, my mind is innocent,
I started seeing this dream,
I started seeing her picture in this gathering,
My nights started passing in intoxication,
She started coming into my dreams every day.
The beauty of her face started to fascinate me,
With a faint smile, she started to say something to me,
The language of her eyes started to dominate me,
We are beggars of love, and life started to shine.
In the sorrows of life, I could not forget her,
I started to see her picture on every face,
Someone started to say, I am a lovesick,
The intoxication of love is strange; I could not say it.
Her bubbly smile started to snatch my peace and sleep,
The moonlight started to fade in front of her,
Thoughts started to come one after the other,
She started to sigh in my arms.
A beautiful picture of her was there,
The hope of living together had awakened,
I could not say anything in time,
My incomplete love remained incomplete.
I used to see her in the morning and evening,
She started looking beautiful to me,
My lost feelings started awakening in my heart,
I began seeing rays of hope,
While looking at her,
Her picture started forming in my mind,
The half-desired things started forming,
Her smile started saying something,
Her lost feelings began appearing in my dreams.
There were some things in her eyes that she started saying,
Unwanted things began happening,
I wanted to tell her the secret of my life,
I kept waiting for her morning and evening.
The one to whom I had given love from my heart,
The one whom I wanted to get with all my heart,
The one about whom I had woven a web of dreams,
The future about which I had started bearing fruit.
The bridge of hope was an obstacle,
Happiness started getting decorated in my heart,
I had seen the beauty of greenery in my dreams,
My thirsty heart started blooming like a flower garden.
What could I have achieved?
It would turn out to be a hollow one,
What could I have achieved?
My hopes would be dashed,
I did not see the future,
And I saw wrong things happening to me.
I have seen the happiness on her face,
It was the love of two days,
There was acceptance in the heart,
There was happiness in the mind,
She was dancing with joy, and there was a smile on her face.
I saw her colour changing,
I saw the smile on her face changing,
It was the happiness of two days,
It was a love of two days.
What happened? Her happiness disappeared.
The smile on her face faded,
And her love for me decreased.
She became cold and indifferent, and she got angry with me,
She did not understand my point; it was the love of two days.
It seems like it sometimes plays jokes,
Sometimes things get sorted out like this,
Sometimes they get spoiled like this.
I have seen two colours. I saw the love of two days,
Life taught me lessons, but I refused them.
The happiness of two days vanished, quarrel in two days.
The sweet language changed, and that is why I refused.
I did not see the future,
And I saw wrong things happening to me.
I have seen the happiness on her face,
It was the love of two days,
There was acceptance in the heart,
There was happiness in the mind,
She was dancing with joy, and there was a smile on her face.
She was a flower of a bud, and it was love of two days.
I saw her colour changing,
I saw the smile on her face changing,
It was the happiness of two days,
It was a love of two days.
What happened? Her happiness disappeared.
The smile on her face faded,
And her love for me decreased.
She became cold and indifferent, and she got angry with me,
She did not understand my point; it was the love of two days.
It seems like it sometimes plays jokes,
Sometimes things get sorted out like this,
Sometimes they get spoiled like this.
I have seen two colours. I saw the love of two days,
Life taught me lessons, but I refused them.
The happiness of two days vanished, quarrel in two days.
The sweet language changed, and that is why I refused.
1. The Unwanted Beginning of Love:-
Life is sometimes filled with unwanted incidents. In the poet’s life, love too came as an unexpected twist. Without intention, the script of emotions was written — there was a hero, but the heroine turned unfaithful. This experience reveals that love is not always planned; it is a play of unexpected emotions. The story of life was adorned with incomplete love and painful memories.
The poet was so deeply influenced by the beauty of his beloved that every moment began to revolve around her. Morning and evening, in dreams and in every reflection of his mind — she was there. The language of her eyes, her innocent smile, and her intoxicating presence left the poet spellbound. This state reveals the enchanting world of love, where one gets entangled between reality and imagination.
3. Hopes and Dreams:-
Love awakened new hopes within the poet. He began to weave dreams of living together. The dull heart blossomed like a garden of flowers. Plans for the future were made, and colors spread into every corner of life. This phase represents that innocent hope found in true love — that the beloved will always stay and build a world of happiness together. But soon, these dreams proved incomplete.
The one who was truly loved and considered a part of life changed. The smile faded, affection lessened, and a cold attitude emerged. The love of two days turned into betrayal. The poet witnessed how painful it is when trust in love breaks. This experience makes love a blend of both joy and sorrow. Innocent affection suddenly becomes a source of pain and despair.
The poet realized that life doesn’t always go as dreamed. Sometimes things work out, and sometimes they fall apart. A love that lasted only two days gave a profound lesson — not every smile is genuine, and not every love is eternal. This soul-stirring experience led him toward patience, understanding, and self-realization. In the end, the poet accepted everything and learned from this incomplete tale.
Conclusion:-
This poem mirrors the journey of love — from the first meeting and attraction to the flights of dreams. But when reality changes, that same love turns into pain and lessons. Incomplete love doesn’t only bring sorrow; it also makes a person mature. This is the truth of life — that not every emotion lasts forever, and sometimes betrayal helps one understand themselves more deeply.
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