Friday, November 23, 2012

She


Not a day has gone by
Without her thoughts, her laughs and
The way her eyes shone with her smiles
The warmth I felt when she held me tight

Fate, you may say, although
I never deserved her and I knew that all along,
She is the best. my love, my life
But now I hope I never had met her
The pain, her love - the sweet pain I loved,
But still never I can let her smile off my mind.

Before I'm burned out away, I just
Wanna see all her wishes come true.
Hope she smiles.
And I'll, then, only then, I can.



This poem is incomplete
Just like my life without her.

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