I kissed none in my whole life
Not even my wife
Nobody kissed me all my life
Not even my wife
I dont know much about kiss
My friends tell, 'O, what you miss! '
I never woke up early in the morn
But I know what a sunrise is
Sunrise is soft, sunrise is rose
Sunrise is sweet, Sunrise who knows
What it exactly is
But I am quite sure
Every Sunrise is as varied as a 'KISS'
....lie....lie......why Is it because it is said it is beautiful lies that add to a poems beauty is it?
Lie, , , , , lie, , , , , , lie...he......he.....he But can be accepted for creating a poem, , , , , , ,
Dr. Bhattacharjee, You may have missed a kiss but surely you have enjoyed the treasure of God's wonder...which is a heavenly kiss! Ah! Dorothy Cynthia A Poet Who Loves To Sing
you have just read about the sunrise by your own admission, at least let the first rays kiss you, then you would like to explore... nice poem, with a humourous touch Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wowwwwww you may not have missed it but then, your poor wife what a boring life for her.... think how she must have missed that 'sunrise' -10 anjali