Dear –
When,
Everything around me
Was moving –
I was writing !
Scores of lines –
Edited – to hide something.
Decorated and making it presentable.
But Tomorrow,
When I will move –
I am silent –
And my pen.
I wish –
This silence is not me –
Or its only me!
I still don’t know.
Resilent –
Seeing the play –
Of life.
Wish to narrate every thing –
That searched the petals –
Swimming the ocean of tears.
In all these-
Dear – Seems –
I have lost my pen –
Hands trembling.
Wish – If you can –
Dip the pen – In rainbow colours.
Hold my hands
Sit beside me !
And let me write.
See on the paper –
The scribbles over it.
That’s me.
Love that like ever.
Beyond our bodies –
Beyond the time –
Beyond me and you.
Let me write –
Everything –
That’s me –
Eternal curves of my Poems – you love.
Like Ever.
Socha tha koi chatpat post padhne ko milega but after so many days there is a post and that’s too a sad poem………
What’s the matter everyone in the blogsville writing or posting somthing that has some sort of sadness. Anki’s story, Moonie post and here too it’s not difference ЁЯЩБ
But I have posted something romantic kinda post. Read it ЁЯЩВ
nice peom……… keep your pen….. sir you when you write you give a new view,
thanks
Liked it sir!!