At night I see my phone
Waiting for the ringing tone
I imagine my love with a lovely smile
Who is away from me miles n miles
When u were in my arms
I would see your face with lovely charms
I am not a poet but still want to write
Because I am sitting here alone very quiet
We used to speak everyday for hours
Now I feel I am behind the bars
I know compromises to be made are five
But what’s the hell going in my life
Peeping into my past
I feel very lost
Hope the old days come back soon
It wills be like a life in moon
At night I see my phone
Waiting for the ringing tone
Many more things appear in my mind
I pray to god to be kind.
hmmm all the things we do when we are in love.....good luck with it...neat
Longing of the parted lover...expressed with depth and feel of new age, waiting for the electromagnetic waves that carry her tender voice! ! ! ! ! ! ! good write!
Honest and Simple Poem. Straight from the heart. Very original. Keep up the good work. Ash (Rishi's Dad) .
Nice poem, Nirup, seems like you've got it bad, well done Lynda x
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I would like to translate this poem
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