Forty Two

A Poem by sajen ali

The number represents you.
Whenever i see on digital clock
Or on name-plates of vehicles
Your face used to be screened.

You are my lost princess.
And i lost all war I've fought.
How can I conquer the world?
You've become the queen of the world.

I am rearranging my dream soldiers.
To start a for a new battle.
Just be there ;wait for me.
I am coming to win my love.