As life goes on..
We learn day by day..
Year by year...
Sometimes I put the blame on me...
But thinking good about her...
Is it she..
I used to describe myself as 'we'...
Today am on the edge of my life..
Waiting for my wife..
Not exactly wife...
But with her, with whom i can only survive...
As I realise that certain things were left..
Things i want to say..
Which is graved in my chest...
Want to say in the lovely way...
Want to say...
That i want to love her in many way...
That i want to stay...
Till our hairs will be grey...
Want to see..
That smile Everytime which speaks..
Those eyes which play tricks...
Those hair with fascinating flair..
That face now i see very rare....
By: - niks
Beautiful romantic piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned from inner recesses of the heart with conviction. An insightful poem elegantly brought forth. Thanks for sharing Pandey. Please read my poem CHILDREN OF CRUEL FATE.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your words touches my heart Keep going yaaar