Treasure Island

ashfaq bakali


Sonia My Sonia


Every now and then this thought comes into my mind
That you were made for me only
You were living far away with the stars in the sky
And you were sent to this earth just for me
We know each other for centuries, we were together then
Remember, we used to gaze in the blue sky
sitting hand in hand with your head resting on my shoulder
and you smiled when i smiled this was to be
I plucked the flowers from the garden of bliss
And adorned on your silky hair
And gazed into those magical eyes
Where my heaven belonged and I could see
The roses of the garden tucked up to see your glimpse
and threw petals on you to welcome you
and the sky bent down to offer you comfort
for they knew that my beloved was walking free
Sonia you are one in a million; like the shining star
And my heart gets its beats from you
I need to quench my thirst with your lips
And my hunger with your beauty
Don’t hug me Sonia, please
For it only makes me want to never let you go
I am so glad that you are here for me so I know
How beautiful my world is with you near me

Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 27, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is a love poem

Comments about this poem (Sonia My Sonia by ashfaq bakali )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. A Visionary, Edward Kofi Louis
  2. Ezandleni zengelosi, senzokhaya umhayi
  3. Ungibonisile, senzokhaya umhayi
  4. I had a Dream..., Suzette Richards
  5. The new Don Quixotes in our time, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  6. Rainbow Looms, Edward Kofi Louis
  7. Ngiyindodana yakwa Zulu, senzokhaya umhayi
  8. Uyakhumbula, senzokhaya umhayi
  9. Wedwa, senzokhaya umhayi
  10. time or space?, ko the skipper

Poem of the Day

poet James Whitcomb Riley

When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey cock
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Claude McKay

 
[Hata Bildir]