Nobody reads the letters that I write,
Few considers them as prose,
Though I prefer myself a poet.
Though these lines were meant only for you,
But I will end up putting them on a world wide site.
These letters were meant to convey my passionate love,
But somehow I never had the courage to express,
What I felt about you,
And spending, possibly my entire life,
Listening to the melodies,
Of your heart.
Do you sing?
I don't know. May be you do.
But I will love you to whisper,
Random notes of love into my ears.
My love for you,
One sided,
Unappreciated,
And never reciprocated.
But one day I guess you will understand,
May be you already do.
But the timing had never been right,
That's what I tell myself,
To rationalize.
And so I live on,
To see another sunrise.
(c) Anurag Talukdar
And so I live on, To see another sunrise. You are right...life is full of hope. I love reading this very touching poem, Anurag... Thanks for sharing...10+++++ Cheryl
I enjoyed this a lot! ! ! Keep writing(: I invite you to check out some of my poems and comment if you have any advice for me as a writer. Sincerely Christian Hudak
How many times have i felt exactly this way in my relationships? it just feels like somehow they dont get it...or sometimes they get it and we dont even realize it...crazy as it is...all we can do is hope for the sunshine someday...thanks for sharing
my love for you, Anurag, for your writings tha is good and fine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Listening to the melodies, Of your heart A powerful line. It sounds like music to the ears...You've been missed here, Anurag :) Cheryl