dr.Neha gupta the POEMLOVER

Rookie - 130 Points (28 july 1989 / india)

Love


The Bit by bit and day by day
In such a special lovely way
Do not know why or how to say
But I shall try to... If I may

And thus I shall try to explain
That despite heavy pouring rain
In times of sorrow and of pain
My love for you was not in vain

When I was down and even sad
If I felt angry rather mad
If I was in tears feeling bad
My love for you I did not dread

I was insulted even mocked
My same own life I feel was blocked
The doubts that came and often knocked
My love for you was safely locked

Until the day you came to me
The love in me you did not see
Without you dear how could I be?
My love for you I could not free

And yet you know I still love you
A love that's strong and oh so true
Wher'ver you go wher'ver to
My love for you will follow too bit i wont b never irs now
..my pain my restlesdnes dpeakss..

Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2013
Edited: Sunday, February 16, 2014
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  • Rookie - 175 Points Vizard Dhawan (4/1/2013 4:22:00 AM)

    poem..what a golden version of love...
    nice poem a was completely lost as I am damn romantic..
    great write.... (Report) Reply

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