Do you still remember those days,
When I used to wait, patiently for hours,
And those long embraces silent,
Gave us peace and sense of content,
Speak too we used to each other a lot,
Coffee and tea that we drank together hot,
The walks we took from one corner to the other,
Filled our mind and body, made us smoother,
It came at a cost to me did not know yours,
If it had costed you, would heart open yours,
The return was great still, the economics worked well,
But you turned back, as soon as there came a stake.
oh.. sounds so familiar... waiting patiently.. long walks.. sounds a little like my poem.. i smile when i remember.. only mine is sans pain.. : -)
looks like someone broke ur heart, nice poem amit, keep up the good work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Economics of love.... some people do not like the cost factor.... hahahaha... sorry, it just reminded me of someone... I laugh even when it pains!