words

words

A Poem by FREE_BIRD
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i feel talking and silence both have meaning.

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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_BIRD


Author's Note

FREE_BIRD
keeping silence for love worth more, talking make people aware.

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Added on April 3, 2015
Last Updated on April 5, 2015
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karachi, sindh, Pakistan



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