You cant be with me for ever
So…
Be the eternal moment in my fragile life
Be the rhyming words of my poetry
Be the lucid theme of my painting
Be the tears in my blissful eyes
Be the glittering moon on my darkest sky
Be the smile on wooden lips
Be the pain in my heart
Be the satisfied victory in each game of mine
Be the deepest craze of mine
Be the fresh morning air I breathe
Be the unforgettable dreams in my sleep
Be the fragrance in garden of my thoughts
Be the red wine I inhale
you will be mine… for ever
Or be the block in my heart
So that no more BE will be fenced
in my poetry…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fresh morning! Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for your kind comment Sir.