My Queen Poem by hazem al jaber

My Queen

Rating: 5.0


O my sweet dear queen...

to you i am writing...

my pen penning my feelings to you...

trying to let you know how much i miss you...



my queen...

wish you know, how much feelings i hold inside...

wish you feel my honest love which i keep into my heart...

wish you know, how i feel just when i see you...

O my queen...

wish you know...

no one lived into my hearts` land...

no one has a rights to think about...

no one lived into my dreams...

no one shared me my loneliness...

no one touched the sensitive part into my heart...

only you...

the only one who owned the mind and the heart...

owned my heart...

and become my queen...



O my queen...

sweet lovely queen...

please come be more close to me...

come and look into my eyes...

come and see the frame into my eyes...

its your picture into that frame...

drew into there from a long age...

and written around your picture...

i love you...



O my queen...

to you i am writing a meanings embodied by my soul...

and written through my breathes...

and sent to you through my longings` breeze...

chose you and called you...

to house forever your heart...



my sweet lovely queen...

my beautiful amazing tune...

and the address to my life...

you are my world which i always dive in...



from my missing seas...

sending you my perfumed warm lovely longings...

reminding you...

about this love...

about your lover...

that lover who holds you always into his heart...



dears lovely readers...

did you know now, who is my queen...

who is my sweetheart...



tomorrow or after tomorrow...

she will talk by herself to you all...

to tell you about her lover...

about me...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M H 30 August 2009

I love it very much I wish some one will love me like this It is sooooooooooo nice thank u dear :)

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Lady Grace 29 August 2009

my king, the king of my kingdom the only king in the throne who sits beside me... the king, the man who owns my heart the man who owns my smiles the man who owns my wiords... my man...the king maybe i can't hold you but you own my hugs maybe i can't kiss you but you own my lips....lav your poem...

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