Its my first post.
Thank God that I finally made it. I don't know about the future to come but I will start with my poems.
I had written for somebody I was hoping to meet and which I am hoping still. The beautiful feeling of love which I keep feeling on and off. and i wrote this for one such girl that I saw.
so lets start
Thank God that I finally made it. I don't know about the future to come but I will start with my poems.
I had written for somebody I was hoping to meet and which I am hoping still. The beautiful feeling of love which I keep feeling on and off. and i wrote this for one such girl that I saw.
so lets start
One Day-
Some work made me visit the Railway Station
I had to buy some tickets and get a reservation.
I stood waiting, as the queue was long
to beat the time I kept singing a song.
A few minutes in the queue - I saw someone enter
She was all clad in a burqa although it was a hot summer.
Her face I couldn't, but her eyes I could see,
And it struck me sudden, how good looking she would be.
Her forehead was white,with slightest tinge of yellow,
I then realised, I was watching no common fellow.
Her eyes were the most beautiful, I had ever seen
A hint of elegance made her look no less than a queen
Her voice when I heard,was music to my ears
Even a dying man on hearing, will forget all his fears.
Her head was covered with a cloth of greenish brown colour
If I had a chance,for her, I would have died then and there.
The time she was there,I stood watching spellbound
Only hours after she left, did my senses come around.
Never again did I see her, though strived I for days,
And never again would I forget those eyes so good, so gay.
Some work made me visit the Railway Station
I had to buy some tickets and get a reservation.
I stood waiting, as the queue was long
to beat the time I kept singing a song.
A few minutes in the queue - I saw someone enter
She was all clad in a burqa although it was a hot summer.
Her face I couldn't, but her eyes I could see,
And it struck me sudden, how good looking she would be.
Her forehead was white,with slightest tinge of yellow,
I then realised, I was watching no common fellow.
Her eyes were the most beautiful, I had ever seen
A hint of elegance made her look no less than a queen
Her voice when I heard,was music to my ears
Even a dying man on hearing, will forget all his fears.
Her head was covered with a cloth of greenish brown colour
If I had a chance,for her, I would have died then and there.
The time she was there,I stood watching spellbound
Only hours after she left, did my senses come around.
Never again did I see her, though strived I for days,
And never again would I forget those eyes so good, so gay.
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