Waiting of the millennium
Ended, at this
Moment of Our beautiful Meeting,
Those eyes, the same face,
With the same hazel eyes..
With the same bluish looks.
It was the moment,
The moment of our union
After infinite waiting
For ages, for lives
For being one with you
For quenching all the blue thirst
The thirst for being with you
Along the roads of the days.
Around the beds of nights,
En route to the road till Death.
With that single look you cast
You brought back in me
Every thing that I had lost
In the dustbin of Time
All those moments of ecstasy:
full of your looks and smiles,
Touches Bathed with
Your Smells and fragrances
I got myself back.
With that single look you cast You brought back in me Every thing that I had lost In the dustbin of Time All those moments of ecstasy: full of your looks and smiles, Touches Bathed with Your Smells and fragrances I got myself back. Classy and touchy. Nice poetry. Thanks dear for this poem. I would love to read it again Sanjukta
All those moments of ecstasy: full of your looks and smiles, Touches Bathed with Your Smells and fragrances I got myself back. I love it for so intense love in the poem shared. A real lovely work. I agree mam.
Love this poem so much as it so often calls me to revisit it. Thanks Sir for the sharing.
Did we write it as and when we met first during 1983 or afterwards? Why does it remind me of those days every time I read it? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Any human soul could relate to this poem, another brilliant penning of yours, thank you!