its late at night
i look into the depth of the night
a mist so thick surrounds it
a cool air blows
from a place unknown
rubbing my cheeks cold
sleep is hard to come by
i listen to musics
count numbers in my head
i force myself a hundred times
and yet i cant fall sleep
a feeling creeps inside my heart
a feeling hard to describe
neither sad nor angry
a feeling od desperation
i am so close yet i am so far
from knowing what i really feel
i think of you
we chat but seldom
yet its amazing
how you keep showing in my mind
now and then
time passed
and so did the world
i am still the same
for my love has never left you
day and night my feeling lingers
and my soul wanders
'you dont believe me'
those words threw havoc
in the little heart of mine
though small
in my heart i have a palace
a palace for you and no one.
i think i am lonely
for thats what one feels
in absence of someone they need
does that mean i miss you
may be i do, maybe i miss u the most.
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A refined poetic imagination, Phurpa. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.