My love
My dreams
I come I call you
I beckon you
With watery eyes
Half felt smile...
If you come not now;
Now when i want u to hold and sleep
Come not tomorrow
Or some yonder days or nights
When i would be used to sleeping in solitude.....
On second thoughts ..
I beckon you for life.
For its so late tonight
N' not just tomorrow but the days, years and lifetimes to come
I will wait for you....
'Cos I want you to replace this Solitude....
FOREVER.......
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These are my original poems...You might even wonder about the evident dab of sorrow in most of the poems.I agree to this vice; I guess it stems from the fact that most of my poems are written either when am sad or troubled by loneliness....not that I haven't felt like jotting my pleasurable moments into poetry too...Yet when am happy,how do I make myself sit in a place and jot anything...At those happy moments I like singing and being with people who matter the most to me....
1 comment:
A nice one..
A quote...
“A wise physician said to me, “ I have been practicing medicine for 30 years and I have prescribed many things. But in this long run I have learned that for most what ails the human creature, the best medicine is LOVE” What if it doesn’t work?” I asked double the dose” he replied!
Hope somebody is hearing your call...
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