I Become Happy… Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

I Become Happy…



I become happy when you call me,
Saying ‘I miss you',
Like the way the sail longs for the air friendly,
And the sun eternally misses the moon's view.

I become happy while you smile,
In ecstasy and promise,
Of staying close to my heart with time,
All I can say is- never let your trust die please.

I become happy stealing some of your precious moments,
The way the sugar specks are taken away by the ants.

Monday, October 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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