I felt my life was at stake
Cause breath we use to take, mine belonged to you, yours belonged to me...
Distance was not an issue, but lying was...
Patience was inbuilt, but suffering was not
When i belonged to you and you belonged to me!
I hate that you're not here...
I hate that you're nowhere...
I hate that i can't complain you, how hurt i am!
I hate that i can't tell you, you were wrong and i still love you!
But i miss the time when the breath we used to take...
Mine belonged to you, yours belonged to me!
romantic sensuous and potent... engulfed with musk... the lines drip with sweet longing well bitter sweet....makes for a better term. nice liked
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks for sharing a beautiful poem