A little puppy
Crying and hankering for milk
A naked misery
Lamenting and beseeching for mercy
An oblivious soul
Reminiscing and marketing his lost memories
And a dejected lover
Sitting at your feet silently and invisibly
Yearning to hear three magical words
In your silky voice
“I love you”
You uttered those words flawlessly
In a fraction of second
And for your lover it was a lifetime
Of waning euphoria and perpetuating heartaches
Rising like the holy smoke
From the ashes of his burnt soul
Falling like the dried hopes
From the overloaded tree of sporadic love
Scented with the blood of assassinated hearts
Dipped in the intangible dreams of chocolaty desires
Amalgamated with the tears of severance
And coated with the bliss of consummation
Feb 04,2009
so magical.....beautifully written...with deep thoughts... three magical words...everybody's yearning..... so easy to feel, so easy to tell to anybody, but, so difficult to say to someone who hope to be a lover.... so difficult when it's not felt...... i like this.....10+++
OMG! ! what a poem...... dear im speechless... superb poetic sense i cant stop myself to give u +++++++++++++++++10
The difference the three words make....visually represented and woven with apt descriptions, the mood and methods of heart pre and post to the long yearned utterance.....all put together in a sensible write....Enjoyed it Kamran! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem..........10++++++ Love & hugs.