Oh miserable March,
Why spring everywhere
But not in my heart?
Why is that the death always stands in front of me
In March
How could have I not loved him
How could not I?
It was a tieless knot
An unnamed kingdom
My love belonged
There will never be a last line for him
Never a last sigh
Always and always
In the kingdom of my dreams
He is mine
In its rugged landscape
He walks free…
Free at least in my dreams
Good one:).. just that instead of March....u could hv put any other name.. Its my birth month and the best one...0_o
ReplyDeleteyep, its unstoppable the uninvited only at dreams...
ReplyDeleteawesome one
cheers
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ReplyDeleteWonderful poem....though i dont know much to take the meaning but the flow is really good.....Keep it upp
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