I walked forward
And then stepped backward
I again stepped forward
But in vain
For I had to retreat
I could not decide
Whether to go up to her
Or to behold her angel look
From a distance
Both the things might
Make her angry
So I thought of
Reaching upto her
By my deep imagination
I sat there
Closed my eyes
Oh! What a surprise!
She was there
Bending on my face
With a fragrant cover of
Her silky hair
I wished to open my eyes
But I could not
For this time
I did not want to miss her
Wow! Fantastic poem on love.Imagination is a part of deep love.When we love someone, we imagine him/her to be with us always! At the same time the sense of loss is present here too.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's oftener with eyes closed can we feel true love. great write, poet.