Must I look for you
When far off hills reflect the light
Of the morning sun
Coming up making an amazing sight
Must I wait for you
When the birds fly towards the sky
Where light plays magic
As the night in the west goes to die
Must I meet you
When the stream begins to sing
Your smile to my love
Seeking heart much pleasure brings
Together we will
Promise to make a sweet home
As bond of love is strong
In The Heaven our hearts will roam
Morning sunlight is very well reflected from hills and we see this from far. For making sweet home promise is given. Smile to love is beautifully drawn. An amazing and brilliant poem is nicely penned.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
bond of love is strong and it is heaven.
Thanks Sir for giving time to my poem.