My Special Person Poem by Sweta Leena Panda

My Special Person



Day is done
gone the sun
Welcome the night
It's time to enjoy the moon
In the snowy, dreary days
from window, in my quiet side
I am watching the beautiful snow fall
Silken snow is falling down, slow, slow
and I am thinking of tomorrow.
What gonna happen in next
Will it give me a chance to meet with my someone special?
Whom I have been waiting from long time
There is a fear inside me
If I close my eyes before I see his charming face
I don't think so!
My Lord is not so cruel
I always pray for that someone special
In my every pray I beg something for him
In future if I'll die before I meet him then I can't be with him
I would rather have a different face
If I can't be near to him I would rather be adrift in space
if someone tries to hurt him I would put myself in his place
I can sure for myself
how can I be sure for him
the world are constantly changing & everyone else?
How can I be sure whether he remember my face or not
That day will be last day
When he will pretend me as an unknown person
I know, I may be I am not so much important for him
Still my soul always already tie with his soul
He can't treasure my soul
It has no boundary
It like a lovely honey bee
& it searching its flower
No one can protect it to sit over it
No one has power to capture my soul except him
I have already lost the key where I lock my soul where his name has written
How can I unlock it?
Is there any idea to free myself from him?
Whenever I, whenever I am trying to away from him
I feel like dying
Now I may be far from him
Still my soul always present besides him
He is my day & he is my night
He is my seven stars in my sky
Whenever I see the sky I find him everywhere
That's why I am sitting besides window to search him within the snow & stars
As he is everywhere
He is powerful like sun
He is cool like snow
He is my special person
My life is empty void without him
I know sooner it will be filled with love
As long as the stars in my sky
Snow fall from the sky
My love will grow more
Under my golden smile
Life goes on worthwhile
Hope he sooner understand the meaning of love life

Loving him has made my life so beautiful
every day of my life is filled with loving him
and every time I'm more in love with him

My Special Person
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love educates
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