love- a strange definition

For my Seema..........................

Did I love you? no.. Did I hate you? no.....sure....

You filled your heart with love...the very beautiful girl....

While we ,the cream of our college , the Physics batch , that eight girls

Babbling friendship with that thirty-two boys

May be that with your over-talking nature and

Your too much and breaking horizon friendship with boys

I was too much fed with your nature ,since

I was a little introvert at that time.

I know you loved me so much ,but I enjoy my friendship with others

You continue your love even after our course

you snatches phone numbers from some where

And called me ...enquired my health problems

When you prepared for your marriage

I was giving birth to my daughter.

You called me ,wished me and pray for my good health

I couldn't call back......

When you inform me about your marriage problems and separation

I shouted you...too much .but later you convince me everything

I remember , you didn't wail

And I never see and hear you as a wailer.

While your second marriage with that great man

I was in my flowerbed with my bambino

You called me and didn't say any complaint

You were very happy and you made me happy.

When you gave birth your cute little one

You called me ...But I couldn't ….see you

I travelled that long distance to see my cognate in his sick bed

But....when you knew that , you called me...

You called me to say about your baby and your hus's peaks and tremors

Even though I read some from news papers

I know it is your pleasure to chat with me

But …. but..I didn't try to call you even once....

When you arranged that 40's get -together

My complex draw back me to join ….

I …..in this low dignity job..., even though got the top marks..

I'm not ready face them...

You guess this ,called me again without any … and consoled me

But …...But.......But......Now....

Dear... Dear.... I wish to see you …

I wish to see you.....can I.... can ..I....

How could I see you dear?.....

Could you speak to me?.....dear

I will come to you dear....

My heart broken....dear.. When I saw your babe in FB

I couldn't see you in this condition..dear...

While that crab is crawling through your breast

Why did the god bambboozle this type of baal

Why he is playing this type of backgammon

I know ..I know ...dear..You will return back with all your strength

I'am waiting for your call dear.....to hear your sweetest voice..

May the almighty help you to bate all your pain

I'am always praying for you ..dear....