![]() wordsA Poem by FREE_BIRD![]() i feel talking and silence both have meaning.![]() WORDS He talks to me the whole night, holding hands and
asking. He talks to me and likes to look in my eyes. He said that I am for him, let him allow for me. He again asks, how I feel with him. Asking questions like that… Means something disturbing him. He is not sure about my love, as he asks. He is not what I want, as he asks. He fined me lost, as he asks. How can I be his world, as he asks? Asking questions like that…. Mean something disturbing him. He is in my mind He
is in my soul He
is not apart from me But
a part of me How can I make him realize, if he is far. Then I am nothing. He nears, I feel the world. If he far away, I feel the strangers around me. Why I feel strangers without him, he nears, I feel
my body alive in the crowd. What
he minds a lot, I feel strangers not him. He is the best I blessed with the chest. Inside which the world of oneself. © 2015 FREE_BIRDAuthor's Note
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Author![]() FREE_BIRDkarachi, sindh, PakistanAboutmy name is kaneez,and by gender a female.i m not a writter a a inspire by many writter almost on every topic.as being a human i have gifted by the brain,which never used by my own self but by other be.. more..Writing
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