Deep wet eyes,
Searching d tinge of light,
In d dark night sky,
With d thoughts all high,
As if she's drunk n lie,
Seeing her dreams getting die.
There she sees a falling star,
And with her closed eyes
n rolling down tear,
She makes a wish,
And feels a kiss!
She turns behind,
To see her boy,
N there he was!
With d arms spread wide.
Smiles on her face,
Heartbeats having a race,
About to hug,was she,
But stopped
When she realized
That d boy was just her imagination,
Which she saw
Due to her utter desire n fascination!
6 comments:
Certainly a magnificent poem...
The verses are very natural, and content is certainly beautiful :)
Good job :)
keep writing :)
thanx Gv.......:)
Delusional life is pretty harmful..and pains a lot..that is portrayed very well from your piece of work.
I like the way you have created the rhymes!
Afixxion Addixt
@Alcina: Thank u.....:)
keep landing here...:)
What would we do if we didn't have the power of imagination? We would have lost those moments of bliss.
Just a suggestion, it will be better if you edit the following line:
"Seeing her dreams getting die." from "getting die" to "die" then the rhyme scheme will be perfect.
@Shas: Well,ya dats true!
and thanks for ur lovely suggestion.will see to it.....:)
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