Was it in a dream when I first saw her,
Or was it in the crowded street afar,
Or was it on the beach by the setting sun,
That she, my heart had won?
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Flowers blossomed and wilted Snowflakes hardened and melted Time made its hasty run Spring, summer, autumn and winter in turn Still I wait, looking in vain Never allowing my hopes to wane A wonderful poem. Suicide (By Akhtar Jawad) What the pair shows is not beautiful, What the pair lets me to listen to is not a melody, What the pair smells is not a perfume, What the pair kissed is a bitter poison. What my fingers touch is nothing but fire. Life! All the five pairs are ruled by the sixth but it's a singular, and it's my heart that is still hopeful, and believes one day you'll be a reddish wine, with an appetizing smell, the music when I shall pour you into the glass will be soothing the fire will burn my all frustrations I shall kiss you with love I don’t know how long this kiss will be I am afraid though I’ll kiss you but before I drink you you’ll kill yourself. (Thanks Valsa George, sometimes you inspire me to write a poem within a few minutes)
With eyes like her I will better see No more squinting to find the letter B thanks Valsa-10
Beautiful words presented through your beautiful eyes. Thank You
Time made its hasty run Spring, summer, autumn and winter in turn Still I wait, looking in vain Never allowing my hopes to wane.....amusing and interesting depiction. A marvellous poem really having best phraseology. Thanks for sharing madam......10
May the wait be soon over The eternal lover soon find her (10)
Indeed an unforgettable pair of eyes, that caused you to flew high! One featherless wings I flew high. A poem that features many things! Well done, thanks for sharing!
Waiting for the pair of eyes ......The emotions of true love captured in a unique flow.enjoyed the rhyme .thanks for sharing
Still I wait, looking in vain Never allowing my hopes to wane beautifully poetic. Thank you Valsa George for conceiving the futility of long wait