Alone In The Midst Of Crowd


I walk off through the street,
Knowing there will be no meet.
But still I walk off through the street.
I glimpse the house in the mid of the street,
Resting on it the climber’s flower has grown so sweet.
But still I walk off through the street.
Everyday the fire of expectation burns in me which pushes me to her street,
Knowing there will be no meet,
But still I walk off through the street.
Each fortnight I met the angel in her nest,
She is stunning and the best.
I won her with natural art,
She is treasured to me and my heart.
She is soft like rose and calm like moon,
I talk to her every day in the noon.
She is cute, lovely, sweet, good, caring,
Every thing to me……I love her ……..

Submitted by ABHIMAN MISHRA.

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One Comment on “Alone In The Midst Of Crowd”

babi says:

as i read ths poem ….i thnk ths is written by a true lover…
it is just a open book of a ranjha{lover}
for his heer {queen}…..
if thre any bdy love anyone heartly thn must read it out…..
as i wish u all most do tat…

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