Treasure Island

Pijush Biswas

(12 July,1988 / Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India)

I Should Know What Your Name Is

I say, I should know what your name is
Except your name, we left no words alone
As the blooming buds of love are still to rise
And my rapturous heart is lifting high, on and on
To reach the goal I had made in my soul
A year ago; and your loving heart I know
Best and better, which is so chill and cool
Yes, I have priority too, my head is to bow
Down before you, to have the oozing boon
From there where we used to talk about
Romeo and Juliet, every morning and afternoon
What about you? , I have made my heart no doubt
Then, can we not plunge into coming love?
Can we not surpass the dole a new?
Lets go, lets go to nearby the spring, Dove
This morning, to make our love eternize and renew.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/27/2013 10:10:00 AM)

    lovely /Lets go, lets go to nearby the spring, Dove
    This morning, to make our love eternize and renew. fantastic 10 thank you (Report) Reply

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