While the Rain was Falling, My Heart was Calling And its you, my Love, for whom it was Yelling Scorching Sun, Wild Hot Winds Summer's peak, Ocean's Creek O Sweetheart, O darling won't you speak? Summer's passed, Springs gone Still, My heart is, all Alone Shivering Winter cold, makes your figure Bold, in my heart Autumn's High, Baby's cry, Trees Sigh for their leaves dry Without you Baby, Trust me, I'll Die Season Come, Come and Go My heart Beats, Beats High and Low When shall we meet, never to retreat From our walk for love and future |
This Blog is collection of my poems that come to my mind on the situational feelings / thoughts that cross through my mind. They are either based on real life event or are based on inspirational line from my readings. They are just the work of art & have No connection to My personal Life in General. 20/11/2012 - Even though I had stated that my poems are just work of art, but some of my poems have been Presented Negatively so I have taken them off
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Seasons
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