When you appear, in the midst of others,
I keep looking at you,
I like looking at you,
A glow of warmth connects us.
When you still remain while others are gone,
Trepidation begins,
My timid heart palpitates,
At the thought of losing you.
I love to think I love,
I love to think you love,
I fancy our chances, despite knowing,
We are but parallel lines unending!
Dhaka
19 July 2015
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i liked this line: i keep lookin at you, i like lookin at you nice poem
Thank you, @Kirti Shama, for quoting lines from my poem that you appreciate. Much inspired.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful lines, beautiful verse. [[We are but parallel lines unending! ]] One verse, a poem in itself The undying power of love.
Dear Sandra, thank you so much for highlighting the last line of the poem. Your generous praise leaves me so much inspired! Grateful! !