She can hear your whispers Amidst crowd uproar ‘Cause she ain’t need no ears, Mother, she is, can feel your echo
By Saqib khan 5 years ago in Poets
What is life without the sight of you? From the time you left, I feel blue! The sun and moon rise each day and bid adieu,
What are those incomplete desires, Even when it completed, Remains unfilled by hearts! The love letter was written during 10th,
But why I loved you? I can't even think why?, Unless it's the sweet way that you make me sigh With pleasure and rapture, emotion and bliss,
Night caves in with an immoderate hate, Bringing with it the intoxicating draught of deathly gloom A stifling silence whispers to the flickering flames of a candle shuddering in the first chills of an approaching winter,
He saw her again, after years gone waste. Seeing her so pretty in red, couldn't control his legs. Kept his eyes fixed onto hers, like missile do so for targets.
Deep in my thoughts, I often speculate, Gone are the days of love to be honest. In today's digital world I discern the "lust love" omnipresent.
All the bird wants to do is not cause its mom any plight, When the mother is doing everything she can to help it. With all the treasures it brings back and all the pieces of food the bird bites,
I am everywhere, Still nowhere, You can feel me,
Queries were many as the boy was crazy, Answers were few and old man gone tizzy. His questions unlimited but pure was his heart,
In the brow of this planet, the most bejeweled gem kiss the roofs of the ocean to proclaim its love,
Adventure in life is full of optimistic scene Advance while signaling with bright full green O’ my comrade bloom your chivalrous spirit
