I met you in the morning
when the dew was on the
lawn
feeling I had known you
another day another dawn
Later in the evening
your picture came in view
looking in a mirror
I caught a glimpse of you.
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wew... you really did a very good poem... it looks like a you're guessing someone :))
A bit of solitude and longing. Brief but deeper! I loved it! ! ! !
I met you in the morning when the dawn was on the lawn. Awesome! ! !
..a perfect poetic gift to the person you love..short be very sweet...
Absolutely beautiful poem! I love your skilful control of imagery and metaphor here
This poem still makes my heart pump faster. Beautiful poem. Siya_! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
From dawn to dusk the mind is occupied with only one thought of the beloved...an emotional write.