In the showers of rain
Every effort was in vain
I had to do some magic
to reduce shrieks of my pain
I, thereby, sat on my chair
Pulled you out of my heart
And on my front chair, I placed
Glasses were the same, and veil covering your face
Before did the conversation commence
I, unintentionally, built up your suspense
I was forbid to announce my views
Thus I wrapped them inside some clues
I seemed to be a stranger for you
You weren't aware of my actual name
And for me, let me explain
You are a dreamy fairy tale
You were confused with a question in your hypnotic eyes
"Do I know you? "
"Probably", I stirred my coffee
Negotiating the spoon were you
Your name was the last one
I had to give before the time ends
So I took a deck of cards
Placed on the table, four of diamonds
Now please don't ask me who I am
The person enlightened with your love, I am
I have no intention to start, for you, an obnoxious gossip
Just let me read you more, and write what's for me, sane!
Write comment. A nice poem, Sam. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
It's a nice poem on love and dream. It is packed with wonderful lyrical qualities.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ph members won't mind knowing who this suspicious personality is!
Unquestionably, Sure!
For the time being, I think it'd be better to conceal it than to manifest... I hope members won't mind that either.