When I see you,
I wish to see you again,
For in my mind you leave
an impression that lasts long,
And even when you are not around,
your face surfaces in my mind,
And my heart denies to possess any limit,
For it craves to get a glimpse of you
like an innocent child,
Whose eyes are longing
to see his mother come,
For he thinks,
there is no other bliss
than being in the arms of his mother...
gud one yaar................ nice work to discribe d most internal feeling of what we called as love.... keep writting................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A BEAUTIFUL POEM SURYA