In hours of longing
Nights passed in singing
Days went dragging
Rain kept pouring
Cold was creeping
In hours of longing
Eyes fallen for praying
Wind kept playing
Hands itched for begging
Spirit stopped from asking
In hours of longing
Lips were drying
Drums were dying
Hope was crying
Heart kept breaking
In hours of longing
Silence made beating
Diary told living
World taught leaving
Life coached smiling
In hours of longing
Salt was my eating
Sweet was my dreaming
My dreams kept falling
My longing is undying
In hours of longing Salt was my eating Sweet was my dreaming My dreams kept falling My longing is undying such a sad theme this is my friend....fine imageries with a clear distinct views and opinion of longing....rhymes all over that made the poem fantastic though not really heartfelt since it's full concentration was in the rhyme ends...Thanks! ! ! Wishing you best! ! ! CT
When you long for something, you have that uneasy feeling of not achieving that. But It's a driver for excellence. A human being comfortable and satisfied has no initiative. good write....
As long as life last, longing last in an ordinary man, saints are exception no longing no pain.........a good write.....
brilliantly written as always! ! ! ! ! ! ! you are amazing when it comes to putting words together! !
longing a beautiful write and longing for her is great..............
An everlasting longing emerging from the rhyme and rhythm of love.......10.
a genuine heart speak of the truth....all have experienced what emotion affect our soul...it did struck my heart....a poem that touches each soul to survive... a very unforgivable feeling of distress of one own life to stand in the limbo of death and life......thank you for sharing this poem, God bless.....a 10 +++
longing is a feeling that endures.here it is amusing too. 'In hours of longing Salt was my eating Sweet was my dreaming My dreams kept falling My longing is undying ' well written voted10 surya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i long for life i long for sleep a long for food to eat. this is what we can expect in this life- the longing. good write a ten