Hovering in
the thoughts of love
That I can never attain
Hanging in the cradle of memories
That has given me pain
Clinging on the verge of love mountain
Not knowing, when I could die
Drenching in every drop of love fountain
Not knowing, when it would dry
Savoring each nuance, as the god of yours
Is keen to take me away
Saving each chance for little romance
As I want to live even in death
Even as ashes, I just want to hear you say
"I Love You"
That I can never attain
Hanging in the cradle of memories
That has given me pain
Clinging on the verge of love mountain
Not knowing, when I could die
Drenching in every drop of love fountain
Not knowing, when it would dry
Savoring each nuance, as the god of yours
Is keen to take me away
Saving each chance for little romance
As I want to live even in death
Even as ashes, I just want to hear you say
"I Love You"
Loved this line
ReplyDelete"As I want to live even in death" wonderfully written keep writing
Thanks Ramya
ReplyDeleteHi Brad,
ReplyDeleteHanging, clinging, drenching and savoring. A lot of action happening in this game of love. Lovely poem.
Regards
Jay
http://road-to-sanitarium.blogspot.in/
Yeah lot happening and thanks for liking it
Deleteloved it!loved it!
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