an old write -edited
O’ how much I crave for your love
Love which never came my way
That tenderness of your eyes
whispering " Yes, you are mine"
The touch of belongingness
I feel and dream myself as yours
But you seem strangely distant to me
You enjoy around with everyone
You, too compassionate to others
While you are oblivious to me
I remain behind shadows
my touch fearing disapproval
As, I am still a stranger
A Known Stranger
O’ how much I crave for your love
Love which never came my way
That tenderness of your eyes
whispering " Yes, you are mine"
The touch of belongingness
I feel and dream myself as yours
But you seem strangely distant to me
You enjoy around with everyone
You, too compassionate to others
While you are oblivious to me
I remain behind shadows
my touch fearing disapproval
As, I am still a stranger
A Known Stranger
very nice
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ReplyDeleteNice thought in beautiful poem. All the best Priity and keep writing .
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