A poem by friend of a friend

Hello readers here is a poem by my friend’s friend his name is Aman Baranwal really liked his work do share your opinions in the comments section below🙂




The ways it's been,
The blues i've seen,
The moons nd d green,
The way it's been.

The stories we'll start,
Will become our part,
I try to look smart,
But never thought it will be dat hard,
The distances we're apart,
I'm waiting for these to depart.

Chatting wid her fr an hour,
Didn't helped me so far,
Maybe, it's a fault in a star,
Or I've thought so far.

It's new way I've never seen,
It's a situation I've never been,
And my feelings still unseen.

I never wanted to walk alone,
But d feelings r only my own,
She watches too much shows,
A wind around her always flows.

But, will it go the way I wanted?
Or will I, become unwanted.
Coz her friends always chanted,
She is strictly parented.

I m not her kind,
Will come in her mind,
But she is my kind,
Is holding my mind.

I like her d way she's been,
The blues i've seen,
The moons nd d green,
The way she's been.

~Aman Baranwal