Missive Of Love Poem by Diwakar Bhatt

The sweet feeling of your love I keep,
Pen scribble words as the heart weep.

My tears turn into poetry of love today,
While I recall the yesteryears gone away.

Looked always forward for your favor,
Being naive, unpretentious but true lover.

You ignored me as a dream undesirable,
Left me in the lurch to be more miserable.

But despite your neglect so difficult to cope,
I still cling to the last straw of faith and hope.

My beliefs took care of me in such a gloom,
As cactus in the hostile barren sands do bloom.

Perseverance will bring me fruits ripe and sweet,
I will win your variegated love as an exotic treat.