That day when my eyes open,
I rush for everything,
Finishing quickly,
Things disarranged,
Dress untidy,
Teeth un-brushed,
Shoes not sparkling,
Words going west,
When east can be best
Emotions unrest,
Looking every moment,
Nothing but the wall clock,
Thinking all the way,
Someone waiting,
Waiting with a red rose,
Smile on her cheeks,
In a garden of Lilies,
I arrive and sit next to you…
A lovely rosy poem n where east is d best, soo enjoyably pretty! Cudnt log in earlier.
This is a good poem. I like the sense of haste in it, but who is jahanzeb in the last line?
I sense the great excitement at just the mere thought of this day you so badly yearn for. Dont worry about anything but getting there, except maybe brush your teeth? You may regret forgetting that.; -0 Good write!
Thinking all the way, Someone waiting, Waiting with a red rose, Smile on her cheeks, In a garden of Lilies, I arrive and sit next to you… Beautiful Imagination..and surely your way of experession too.
with a touch of excitement in the air you rush to meet someone you care for. nice write
Wow! ...I finished it so quickly and it gave me an immense pleasure. I imagined myself doing all these stuffs, which of course is the beauty of poetry. Short compositions are toughest, but you did it so perfectly. Short, Precise and Magnetic composition.
very vivid Jahan Zaib..........u are a dreamer, lovely composition!
very vivid Jahan Zaib..........u are a dreamer, lovely composition!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh! sir an incredible piece, the love is so delicate and heartwarming you just want to get to it as soon as possible and you don't want to be late....beautiful just absolutely beautiful but then again it is written by a person with beautiful heart thank you for sharing love payal