Your meetings are nice but separation is a boon,
I talk to stars and walk with the moon,
While jogging on the tracks of the Milky Ways,
I search a place for our honeymoon.
Haven't found any place that suits to you,
Come back on the earth in a sunny winter noon.
My sweet mother is charming like you,
She says bring the bride I'll manage it soon.
I trust my mother she never told a lie,
Be prepared for the marriage very very soon.
Now like a good girl in a lonely bedroom,
Wish you sweet dreams of charming honeymoon!
So sweet and heartwarming. Akhtarji you are a master when it comes to going back to memory and picking the stars out. thank you for sharing.
While jogging on the tracks of the Milky Ways, I search a place for our honeymoon. Haven't found any place that suits to you, Going back to the days of honeymoon even in memory is a pleasure! With such sweet assurance from you, she must have been counting down the days with great expectation! A sweet poem!
This is so sweetly penned makes it classic in itself.........amazing piece.....10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You create magic with your intense and beautiful words, your poems read like charms being rubbed in the palm of ones hand, warm and soothing. Thank you for Blessing me this morning with your delightful words.....