I become Happy…

I become Happy…

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

I become happy when you call me,

Saying ‘I miss you’,

Like the way the sail longs for the air friendly,

And the sun eternally misses the moon’s view.   

 

I become happy while you smile,

In ecstasy and promise,

Of staying close to my heart with time,

Just then all I can say is- never let your trust die please.

 

I become happy stealing some of your precious moments,

The way the sugar specks are taken away by the tiny ants.     

© 2014 Md. Ziaul Haque


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Added on October 13, 2014
Last Updated on October 13, 2014
Tags: Happy, Miss, Air, Friendly, Smile, Promise, Ecstasy, Moments, Sun, Moon

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Md. Ziaul Haque
Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh



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Md. Ziaul Haque is originally from Zakiganj, Sylhet, Bangladesh. He is a poet, epic writer, writer, academic, thinker, songwriter, short story writer, reviewer, columnist, essayist, researcher and sch.. more..

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