I observed her-
she was dominating.
I forgot her.
I observed her-
she tried to examine me time and again.
I became aloof.
I observed her-
she often made fun of me.
I ignored her.
I observed her.
she was crooked.
I too played with her.
I observed her-
she was sensitive and sentimental.
I made her my girlfriend.
I observed her-
she was simple and caring.
I loved her.
I observed her-
she was exactly like me.
I made her my life partner.
Nicely written poem of love. Thanks for sharing, Got a 10. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments.
When one starts dominating in love, it's killing of love, a wonderful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write-up....! ! Naila