When I think, it was all less,
My life was so beautifully blessed,
Into the dark she woke up a light,
In the nights she closed my eyes,
Care and love are the names for her,
She complace me like a soft fur,
Her eyes flows a river of innocence,
Heart cries alone in her absence,
A dare to fight and embark,
She delight me with her stringent mark,
Her presence could feel me many more,
Mind moves like wind from an open door,
Greens of grass and fragrance of flowers,
It was all new which I now discover,
Like a sense of land with the first rain,
She helped me in low to forget my pain,
She is the shadow which follow me on way,
She is the happiness which often make my day,
Little child in her makes her naughty,
Some times a elder girl in her makes me haughty,
She always asks but never share,
Even Though the full life she spare,
Despite of her catching all my attraction,
It looks hypothesis but a true perception.
Life is blessed with devotion and is lit with dazzling of light. Wonderful poem shared here within. Nice job.10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, Anish. Thank you for sharing Peace