I wish I have days
when I sit alone and read
under the shade of a tree
where cool breeze may please
and birds may now and then
set their music only to add bliss
where squirrels may come and go
always more fun to show hiding
and hopping then running upon
barks and burrows and I have
nothing to do, no thought, no work,
no worry as if world at stand still
my mind painting its own picture
remembering love that is deep in
my heart never given away still
keeping me away from the crowd
who never understands its meaning
simply shouts oh how I miss my
solitude where I wait for no future
and past is at rest just present seems
to be at it best with a book in my hands
with poems of love in it just written for me
each hour, everyday, every month
added to years day and night with sun
and moon to witness and cheer how much
love matters to hearts who never meet in
this world are always apart still an invisible
communication a connection hold them both
with day to day ups and downs happiness
and sorrows nothing less than real thoughts
may be more deeper and deeper it grows
each day with rare mortals to know and absorb
I think I'm drowning I'll never be saved I die
a blissful death of sweetest pain that creeps
through eyes set at the blue sky flows to the
brightest heart with each beat and suddenly
soul is set free in the vast firmament spreading
all that it had the drown, the love, the days,
the nights, those trees, squirrels, birds everything
hoping someday reaches the place to meet person
from where the messages exchanged in eternity!!!
when I sit alone and read
under the shade of a tree
where cool breeze may please
and birds may now and then
set their music only to add bliss
where squirrels may come and go
always more fun to show hiding
and hopping then running upon
barks and burrows and I have
nothing to do, no thought, no work,
no worry as if world at stand still
my mind painting its own picture
remembering love that is deep in
my heart never given away still
keeping me away from the crowd
who never understands its meaning
simply shouts oh how I miss my
solitude where I wait for no future
and past is at rest just present seems
to be at it best with a book in my hands
with poems of love in it just written for me
each hour, everyday, every month
added to years day and night with sun
and moon to witness and cheer how much
love matters to hearts who never meet in
this world are always apart still an invisible
communication a connection hold them both
with day to day ups and downs happiness
and sorrows nothing less than real thoughts
may be more deeper and deeper it grows
each day with rare mortals to know and absorb
I think I'm drowning I'll never be saved I die
a blissful death of sweetest pain that creeps
through eyes set at the blue sky flows to the
brightest heart with each beat and suddenly
soul is set free in the vast firmament spreading
all that it had the drown, the love, the days,
the nights, those trees, squirrels, birds everything
hoping someday reaches the place to meet person
from where the messages exchanged in eternity!!!
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