My Heart
My heart feels excited watching the rising moon
My heart feels overwhelmed with joy as it sees a shadow...thinking it's you
Where is my poem that I dearly composed in my dreams?
Was it dissolved in my eyes? Or disappeared with the dawn
Please find my poem or bring back my dream
During this evening...my heart is searching for the face that was lost in my soul
During a hot summer noon...in these city streets...my heart is withering like a flower
My heart is searching for you among the rain drops dripping from the clouds
My heart is searching deeply in the tides of a sea for the lover of its dreams
If my soul could get a glimpse of your beautiful face...it would calm down
If you touch me with your tender finger tips even once...I would reborn again & again
All my heart desires is a glance...a word...and a touch of yours
It wishes for the flares of your endearing kiss all day long
My heart feels even a drop of your sweat as a scented sandal wood
Sweet pain caused by your stubble on my cheeks could not be expressed
I told my dear one that my heart is made of rock
But you emerged as a nurtured vine from by heart
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