You are in my dream,
you become my poetic theme.
What happens today,
I am waiting for you all the day.
You are physically absent,
In my heart, you are present.
Will you be present tomorrow?
In my mind, a lot of question in a row.
You are in my eye,
In reality, you are nigh.
In future, when you will be present,
May be, for ever, I am absent.
Oh Love! to myself I cried,
If my dream should be dead.
this is a beautiful poem dear, when you are inspired, everything is colorful..hope your inspiration will always be present in your heart, , hope she knows that she is your inspiration..love does not requires class record, absentism is not a hindrance to a good hope..goodluck to your poetry dear friend..grace
an appeal to the eternal muse to stay within, in sight forever...a great write
your inspiring lady let not let yu.............. fine write........
dont ever let your dream be dead.Stay it alive.. Love this, my dear
'Oh Love! to myself I cried, If my dream should be dead' liked that ending friend.... this again is a nice write indeed...10++ with love shan.
Beautiful....this is expressed very well. I congratualte you I've read your other poems and they're very very nicely written.: D I would appreciate if you would also take your time to read my poems. I would very much like to hear your opinion :) Keep up the good work :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wowwwww such a lovely dream of your beloved nice to know that the woman you love is also a source of inspiration to you -10 anjali