Countdown
It was first meet
When I came in contact and greeted
You were in your natural form
It made me to feel with warmth
I have come across many
But I had not felt specially
You were the one who influenced
The meeting can be termed as ”pure chance”
I was moved with emotion
She can be ideal for relation
I dreamed about future companion
You were certainly in mind and the real one
I gave my inkling to family members
I still remember
They had backed my thought
And endorsed the choice before I was caught
The final countdown began
The sweet memory troubled me often
Her whispered tone began to spin
It was almost unforgettable win
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The final countdown began The sweet memory troubled me often Her whispered tone began to spin It was almost unforgettable win