A hand shook my shoulder with love;
It is kind and is soft as a dove.
I turned my face and smiled,
My happiness could not be filed.
I wanted to have a look at him,
I couldn't see clearly as it was dim.
He had two wings on his back,
He had better knowledge which I lack.
Taking me in his arms,
He did cross many a farms.
He embraced me by my hip,
And flew and flew without a slip.
I cannot tell you what happened then,
For he flew over a dark den.
He passed a valley and a stream,
But everything was only a dream.
When I woke up the next day,
I shared this news with gay.
Everybody mocked me,
Telling that he was my 'would be'
I could not consider him as an angel alone,
My cries for him changed my voice and tone.
Though only for a while, he played his part,
That thought in my heart stands apart.
-Sumazla
hai asiya suhaina,
ReplyDeleteyour old poem book looks very nice ,old is gold..poem also an excellent dream.
thank you akkaa for your first comment.
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Hi suhaina
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It's very nice poem.super suhaina
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thank you friends, i will update it when ever i have time.
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