Will you still be looking at me when
my beauty fades away
Even when my lovely curls
start turning grey.
When my vision will turn
blurred & I would not be able to see you.
Still stay close to me
won’t you?
When I could not go out to
see places
will you not keep me warm
with your embraces.
Will you not hold my hand
when I will jump in the sea
Will you not splash in
to save me.
Will you not run after me
when I run away from you
Won’t you get up early with me
to taste the dew
Will you not hold me when I
would be jumping from the rooftop
Will you not slap me hard
& say “please stop”
Will you not try to
bring me back to my senses
Will you not even
try to take such chances
Will you not kiss me
when I am on my deathbed
Will you not wish to
make me undead
Won’t you love to spend
with me a lifetime
So please take me
away when I am in my prime.
lovely poem there. keep up the good work. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteI hope your poems feel as good to write as they are to read Nandita.
ReplyDeleteYou might like to listen to the poetry part of the Jeremy Vine Radio 2 program that has been on each day this week, exploring themes such as love and death. It has been interesting. (on BBC iplayer for up to 7 days after broadcast)
All the best.
@Liju : thanx buddy....hope u like other poems as well
ReplyDelete@Andrew : thanx to u too buddy
it feels beautiful to write such new soft words.it is almost effort less.
i m really glad u like it
i will surely listen to that show
thank you again buddy
be in touch
take care
beautiful poem....beautiful wishes...
ReplyDeletethanx ashi :)
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