I would ask- the full or the new?
As one brings hope of light and its dark
And other is bright but lives hours so few
If you say you are a rose
I would ask the bud or the bloomed?
One that may wither in some days
And other one may never bloom as assumed
So uncertain I am, don't you think?
Doubting your beauty, resisting your assurance
But all I have known this far in my life is
It's most beautiful day when it thunders and rains
I have seen strongest castle fall
To trust you would last for long
I have seen many leave and never return
To think you will stick where you belong
Yet, yet again my love, I am taking chance
To trust you me when you carry my soul
To trust you more than breaths I take
To warm me when I am dying and cold
Do not think when I shed my tears
It is my heart that is melting away
Out of uncertainty that life gives
Holding on to you as I find my way
Just keep up with me, and do not leave my hand
That's all I would ask you to do
Out of all I need is just your heart
That keeps me saying I love you!!!!!
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2 comments:
eh. great as usual.. well someone is getting romantic these days..:p (i mean recent poems haru herda)
ani cha ni timro blog ma comment garna sadhai naya page kholnuparcha.. that decreases the temptation to comment by many folds..
eh. great as usual.. well someone is getting romantic these days..:p (i mean recent poems haru herda)
ani cha ni timro blog ma comment garna sadhai naya page kholnuparcha.. that decreases the temptation to comment by many folds..
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