
When I met her for the first time,
She was just a stranger for me.
We were unable to talk,
Or have a keen sight towards each other in that instant.
Her agile beauty finally attracts me like a magnet,
Keeps me in her dreams as a hornet,
Not like an attacker,
But like a refreshing soul mate.
The days and years passed in the wings of time flow.
I propose her with an enlightening hope.
My heart breaks and withers under her intricate reply,
Longing back to the day when she realizes it.
old story or new one! ?
Hahaha! Any prediction?
Rahul
new one perhaps!
Hahaha! No way. I’m such a poor and innocent guy ya know?
Rahul
hmm I knw tht!
L’amour n’est pas toujours évident. Lot de Désillusions parfois
Means?
Rahul
Elegantly written
“My heart breaks and withers under her intricate reply”… that says it all
Awwwww…..sweet poem….and the waiting game is still being playedi guess?
LOL! Why do you thinks so?
Rahul