Waiting for the day My hair turns grey Not so happy moments Give sweet memories Not holding any hands Not bind in my thoughts Just staring at the crowd Busy journey return home
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Virtual real-friend
I dedicate this poem to one of my virtual friends, who is my unseen sis too...Among a bunch of strangers, In guise and disguise. We were two virtual wanderers. Meeting someone out there, Making friends, Would not be advise from wise. But we did, talk about Few passions, fashions, And some love of the life. Letting to know each-othe...
Rivers flow! Thy don't know where. Don't know where thy start. Don't care where the destiny lie. I know they go down. You know they go down. Thy know, it flows to the needy. Thy know, it flows to meet the sea. It flows, where the heart lie. Thusly, there...
No attraction no repulsion Its just a random compulsion No expression no representation Its just my heart's expansion Whenever I sing whenever I kiss My beloved its you whom I miss No hugging no patting Its just caressing each other The saddest part of m...