Crisp and crunch its alive its fresh
Yes I can feel you no chaos no mess
There's a clear picture on my window
You belong with me now I do know
I feel in you with the morning breeze
You are my first thought when all others freeze
I get out of the bed just thinking of you
A look in the mirror is sure to do
And focusing on work now seems far fetched
Eyes open or closed you're there I'm engaged
Hopes are all that you were around
Just your warm hugs could make me sound
I smile for no reason just can't help it
Concentration is costly no price can meet
Every second someone stays in my thought
Can't master my heart; brain I can not!
Eyes so fixed a formality to make a show
Because I am always blind yes in love I know
What sudden change I now live for you
Every single moment you know of them too
A little happy I jump to show you
A little sad your shoulders are there too
A little sacred I know I am not alone
A little or more of everything is known
I dream of your thought every night
I smile to myself when we put up a fight
We talk senseless talks over the phone
Don’t want to put down hours are gone
You excite me with praises I'm not worthy of
You're smiling and proud even when I'm rough
It's coz you know I can't help being mad
You don’t give it up even when I let you sad
We have faith there will be future ahead
Trusting each other when alive when dead
You find out smile when I pretend to frown
Love me more so that I learn to calm down
You treat me like a princess every possible way
I come up in clouds higher and higher every day
Don’t give a sudden full stop to nurture and care
If you find out how bad I'll die you wouldn’t dare
We're not ready we've got to make pathways for future
We must learn to grow up culture relation and nurture
We ought to be strong develop entangled loop of trust
Ready to fight for our love –its heat and the lust
- Author: sarah (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 10th, 2011 03:40
- Category: Love
- Views: 51
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Comments2
Lust has such vile connotations that I would far prefer to call it "love," though you have doubtless aptly classified it. This is so beautifully expressive of the overwhelming passions and love, so delightfully descriptive and pleasantly rhymed. Excellent! Well-written, and very enjoyable in all it depicts.
thank you very much..
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