I try to remember
Which I don't remember
Was it November?
Or any December?
Chasing me in November
Knowing you in March
Has reached all months
All days my heart says
At the late March
When we started to March
In the deep heart fantasy
Full of emotions in ecstasy
I know the ocean is wide
But when you are aside
My love is spread wide
At the fullest
Seeing the moon
Am blessed with a boon
And the swelling heart
Wishes to see you today, tomorrow
And Every day's rise and sets.
Dedicated to the blessed boon I live With.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 01/04/2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem