(Aram Bhusal)
As I look out to the rainy storm,
I can see it assuming my heart’s form.
The clouds are big, wild and dark,
I run to the open for the hark,
I want my heart to shout it out,
So the seedlings of hope may explode and sprout,
The hope that the messenger of my love,
Which I see as pure as dove,
May come and spread her arms to me,
From beneath the mountains, clouds and sea,
To take me to that peace and calm,
Come by me and be my balm!!
Just 4 U Sweetheart !! :)
I can see it assuming my heart’s form.
The clouds are big, wild and dark,
I run to the open for the hark,
I want my heart to shout it out,
So the seedlings of hope may explode and sprout,
The hope that the messenger of my love,
Which I see as pure as dove,
May come and spread her arms to me,
From beneath the mountains, clouds and sea,
To take me to that peace and calm,
Come by me and be my balm!!
Just 4 U Sweetheart !! :)
6 comments:
yaar,dil ko chooh(touch)gaya
really,its 2 romantic.mam ko mail kar de.............
the poem is really beautiful.....!!!
i wish if somebody write it for me too someday!!!!!
aram darling tere liye to mein kab se baahein phailaye hoon
aaja tere ko jadoo ki jhappi deta hoon
"You r wishing her to spread her arms to u"
comon yaar go and ask her crossing da mountains,rivers and any barrier..
the poem is really nice...and .....wat to say more......comon now its ur turn............
I have already done that!!Today she is by my side... residing in my heart!!
ooooh la la...das indeed amazing....keep up the sweet n gud wrk aram...
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