Sliding my Curtains

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SLIDING MY CURTAINS,
I MEET HIM DAILY,
WAITING FOR HIM,
AND HE FADES SLOWLY.

I SEE HIS BLUE EYES,
LOOKING INTO MINE,
HIS GLORIOUS SOUL,
MAKE MY LIFE SHINE.
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STILL, I REMEMEMBER THE DAYS,
WHEN WE WERE TOGETHER,
BUT THE PEARLS OF TIME,
ARE DIFFICULT TO GATHER.

FINDING HIS GAZE,
I LOITRE AT HIS FAVOURITE SPOT,
AS I WANT TO CAPTURE ALL THE SCENES,
DOT BY DOT.

I FEEL HIM IN MY DREAMS,
SITTING BESIDE ME,
FOR THOSE FEW HOURS,
I THANK THE ALMIGHTY.

I REMEMBER HIS VOICE,
I STILL SMELL HIS SCENT,
AND I WANT TO DO SO,
TILL THE WORLD ENDS.

I WANT HIM TO BE WITH ME,
WITH MY SOUL,
TO FOLLOW HIM AND HIS SHDOW,
IS MY LIFE’S ONLY GOAL.

BUT I DON’T KNOW HIM,
I JUST FEEL HIM,
STILL TRUSTING HIS TOUCH,
I AM WAITING FOR HIM.





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pragya P. said...
Feb. 23, 2009 at 3:46 am
same here.....waiting for dat perfect person........


heart-touching piece of poetry....
 
sam said...
Feb. 1, 2009 at 5:24 pm
u'll get him soon dear.....
 
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