There was I, on a cloudy day,
Sate below a willow tree,
Wishing firm for she would say…;
Asked I, “What must I do for thee?”
There she was, a lifetime’s wish,
But hath she, her own free will,
Nor could I, plead nor show my heart squeamish
For, a lifetime’s worth, or a moment still…
Braided hair, prayerful eyes and gentle brows,
And a smile to go with thee,
Amidst a dream, amongst my vows,
Could I wish, they were waving to me?
For a hundred years, have I been in love,
Yet, known not have lived that much,
Only have I known now somehow,
Or felt it from a moment’s touch.
Live must I, in this wish of wishes
Worthy not I? For not me to say,
But, like a dream it flourishes…
A lifetime it leads, dies and withers away…
Nice job dude…
this is after a long time…:)
great choice of words!! 🙂 🙂
Aaww….absolutely breathtaking poem….!!..read it 3 times…still feel like reading it again and again….!!.. beautifully written 🙂
keep writing….u indeed have a gift… 🙂
-Ria.