Thinking of You... such was my
Last Night.....
Holding pillow tight I was
searching Moon,
But it hided himself in the cloud.
I tried to cry, but these tears
didn't role out.
Thinking of You... such was
my Last Night...
For a moment it made me feel
You... sitting besides me,
But as I put my hands forward
to touch You,
I realized You were no where.
Thinking of You... such was my
Last Night...
I hold pillow more tight, as I thought
You going far away from me,
Tears role out as I thought of it,
And slowly a Moon came out of cloud.
Talking to him about You, such was
my Whole Night.
Thinking Of You... such was my
Last Night.....
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A well constructed, well connected romantic poem. The moon is the central figure and the pillow plays the the part of the absent loved one.
Wo Wo Wo.....Anita...You Rock....I could feel the intensity of the poem...Too Good...you were appreciating me? ? ? ? I can't write half as good as you....
I hold pillow more tight, as I thought You going far away from me, Tears role out as I thought of it, And slowly a Moon came out of cloud. Talking to him about You, such was my Whole Night. Thinking Of You... such was my Last Night..... A perfect poem dipped with tears of longing and pillow of a dream. The moon in your poem plays hide and seek. Hides and then reappears. Thanks for sharing the lovely poem. Subhas
‘Pillowing and Billowing’ ~ Terrific Metaphor…entirely noetic ride…and joyous…’Last Night’…is ever deferred to next …different flavor…enjoyed… Thanks for sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
You could have elaborated this a bit more it was a nice theme set out in a dark night....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear Anita, this poem of emotion of your secret longings! ! Very nice. thank you for sharing this poem. God bless you. i sent you now another letter too. thank you anita! ! !