THEY ARE MINE

They are mine,

Tell me one day they are mine,

That hair that has a touch of gold,

Those eyes that in the darkness shine,

Tell me one day, they are mine,

 

They are mine,

Tell me that they are for me.

Those lips with nectar on their tips,

Those smiles, I always long to see,

Tell me that they are for me.

 

You are mine.

Tell me one day you are mine.

Your every smile, your every cry

Your every tear, your every sigh,

Tell me with my love, I’ve bought

Your every dream, your every thought.

 

In all my poems, you’ll live and shine.

Just tell me one day, YOU ARE MINE.   

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

To long for one as this, to hope for one as this, to dream of one as this is a genuine expression of a love that yearns to be, and becomes the inspiration for your life, for your poetry. May it be........Yes, may it be!
Lovely sentiments of adoration also seen in the exquisite presentation found when I click on the image you present for your poem! It is indeed beautiful!

[Shabeeh Haider]

Thank you Sheila for your very kind words

[Alisa Js]

Aloha,

What lovely and beautiful thoughts for that special one.... the only one...

Very lovely.

Alisa

[Shabeeh Haider]

Thank you Alisa, you are most kind

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Shabeeh Haider,
The theme of desire and longing is such a strong part of shared human inner reality. You have rendered beauty within this and given it such a voice! Thank you. Kathy

[Shabeeh Haider]

Kathy thank you for reading and reviewing

[Kathy Van Kurin]

You are so very welcome. I hope you continue to enjoy writing!

[barleygirl]

Lots of times I'm not crazy about poems with a lot of repetition . . . but in the case of your poem here, the repetition does add a strong note of desperation thru-out. Good details on how a person might view another beloved person when feeling uncertainty about what their relationship together really means. I get the feeling this is a hopeless situation, which makes this a sad poem for me. Maybe I'm too jaded, but I think pining for someone endlessly is a sad way to go. Unfortunately, it happens too often.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Thank you for your thoughts about this poem.

[Nigel Newman]

Hi Shabeeh and bg. I'm slightly with bg on this. I think the poem is very strong and well written. It flows very well. However, I have to say, perhaps top do with passing years and increasing cynicism, I grow less keen on relating love and life partnership to anything suggesting possession. So the idea of someone becoming 'mine' is actually a tag, these days, I'm increasingly wary of. Still, if you're happy, and the object of your desire is as well, then I'd say well done and congratulations for writing a well structured nicely measured poem. It's interesting that you have obviously consciously allowed the mid-stanza rhyming to change its position each time. I wondered about this vs being consistent, but I think it sort of keeps the read on their toes, so to speak, and means that your language is fresh and spontaneous rather than feeling obliged to maintain the exact same rules.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Nigel. I also do not believe that love is about possessing or owning,
These are my thoughts now but this poem was written when I was maybe 20 years old and I guess this is how most men feel when they are that age.
And yes, the mid stanza rhyming change was done consciously as I felt it prevent this poem from sounding monotonous.
Thank you for taking the time to read it.
Seasons greetings and a Happy New Year.

[Paul Bell]

Adoration, the hope of one day that person being yours. The shrine you create, the thought that you are the one. How many walls are covered with our heroes. I was George Best for years, then Blondie bombed him out.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Thank you Paul, for your kind review

[Ardra]

This reminded me of the song.... kaho ek din ahmed jahanzeb.... love that song...how we long for the one to say that they belong to us ....but all in vain...I feel ... the suffering we go through to still love them when they are no longer ours...guess that's what keeps the poets alive....the pain...

[Shabeeh Haider]

Yes, that's a wonderful song. And you are right, it's the pain that keeps us going. If you read my poem : "I wanted a drop", you will see that it is along these lines.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem.
"In all my poems, you’ll live and shine.
Just tell me one day, YOU ARE MINE."
When a writer loved you. You will never die. You will be in their words forever. Thank you Shabeeh for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

Possessing without controlling, wanting without forcing, loving without demanding. Love should be free and complementing in all its aspects for oneness and acceptance. You write with such great romantic flavor....:).........

[Shabeeh Haider]

So well said, Sami. Thank you for your very generous review

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. ...)))))

[Gray]

Desire is like a magnet. If we desire long enough we either get what we long for or we get a life lesson instead. Your thoughts are like a magnifying glass that picks up every nuance your person of affection contains. That is a good sign that you are in it for life and for love.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Thank you Grey for your kind words

[Fahmida Mehreen]

Dear Shabeeh,
Each one of your works seem to touch me to the core. I can visualize myself, feel my sentiments, and draw the imagery aligned to your words.
Good work, needless to say. Keep writing.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Fahmida, It is the greatest honor for a poet when his poems can be felt by the reader. I am glad that my words can mirror your sentiments.
Thank you for your kind words.

[aLittlePain]

Wow! The lofty heights of true, real, deep, love.
To be adored in fullness...what a glorious expression!

Ngā mihi maioha
Rach x

[Shabeeh Haider]

Rach, thank you for your very sweet words.
Ngā mihi maioha
:)