The wait was over,
putting black jacket over,
without letting others near,
I stepped out my room.
Though the act was mine,
I couldn't stop my smile,
but the fear I bear,
which made the journey longer.
It was weird a little,
going so far without a word,
managed my position I slept,
Too many wake ups made it longer.
It was a new morning,
physically hungry mentally fresh,
gormandized some 'paavs',
ready to travel little longer.
As the sun left its horizon,
It started poking up ahead,
This time I slept again,
And my eyes opened to you.
I wish the journey would last a little more!
thnx man! ! hope we maintain good circle of contemporary poets among us...
my eyes opened to you and I wish the journey would last a little more. good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes the last list line is good.