WAITING FOR MY SWEET WOEA Poem by SaddamWaiting for my sweet woe
Now a day my heart is
flinching It wriggling for being in
love A strong feeling arise
through instinctive When I look at my silent
mobile No call, no even any love
message I badly miss sweet words
and a face.
Though I like my friends
much, attached But for this, my faith
pother move The talk about her, I
can’t say even few Conversation ends at my
fake smile Their arrow words kill my
patience Sighed, moaned and feels
anguish.
Away- alone, I used to
think a matched Everywhere look with keen
eyes for dove But still waiting for my
sweet woe No trick, ‘cause my core
is fragile My heart is summon for a
true one Who love me-I love her Who talk- eyes to eyes and Live indulgently hand to
hand We shall sing a song queer Between us, there will be
none. © 2014 SaddamFeatured Review
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