Waiting….

Rising high like a dove,
Waiting to fall in love…

Boundaries were so near,
But why infinite distance, oh dear?

Rising high like a dove,
Waiting to fall in love…

Your presence I always felt,
Within again and again I melt.

Rising high like a dove,
Waiting to fall in love…

Your eyes so deep,
My heart misses a beep.

Rising high like a dove,
Waiting to fall in love…

Your presence brightening,
for me enlightening.

Rising high like a dove,
Waiting to fall in love…

Alone we always be,
Let together become we.

Rising high like a dove,
Waiting to fall in love…

Rising high like a dove…..

P.S: Thank you and deep gratitude for reading my poems. It’s a newly discovered talent in me, maybe not rhyming and good enough, but I found poetry is the best medium to express our emotions. And that’s the reason I started writing them, it frees up my mind, relaxes me, and the creative expression is deeply fulfilling. I mostly write with my feelings and experience, and not to fill the word limit, so have to include these lines in every poem as they are shorter than one one-fifty words to publish. Accept my gratitude (although I don’t have much).

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