Beneath the star, I am thinking of you dear.
Again and again, heart longs for you and that's clear.
But until now, you still didn't hear
Eventhough our place are nigher.
I am tired of being desolated here.
But because there is a miracle, still hoping you'll appear.
Somehow you will wipe my falling tears.
And all the throes will vanish away including my fears.
I may not be always eager.
But at least I can promise to be with you forever.
I won't go further,
'Coz everything will still be unheard,
No matter how I loudly uttered.
---@Prettymira18
Date: April 04, 2014
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A Poetry of Emotions
PoetryIT'S NOT ABOUT WHAT A WRITER SAYS. IT'S ABOUT HOW A WRITER SAYS IT, TO MAKE A READERS UNDERSTAND IT.
