I didn't mean a thing I did
It just ebbed its way out.
It keeps haunting me and
Losing you is something I dread.
Why not let the dream blossom?
I promise to hold it in my bosom.
I have been hasty, I know.
Now, its like expecting a summer-snow
All I wish is for a loving day
And my apologies I would say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well thought-out and nicely brought forth from the heart. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing Veena.