You exist in my mornings
In my noons, evenings and nights
In my talks, thoughts and dreams
I feel you in my senses, when I breathe
and in the air when it smoothly blows at my hairs
And spreads them on my cheeks
And I feel you in my smile and my giggling laughters
I feel you in the rays of the rising sun
That will make my life shine and sparkle with happiness
And in the brightness of moon that is far off but still so near to my heart
I feel you in the dew drops and in the freshness of the greenery
And in the purity of the colours n smell of flowers
In the sheer laughter and pristine prayers of a kid
In the sweetness of music
And in the morning chirping of birds
Feeling your presence everywhere sparkles my eyes with joy and pleasure
And then I find the ultimate reason of my existence.
poetry makes it own exodus way.. feel you in the dew drops and in the freshness of the greenery And in the purity of the colours n smell of flowers In the sheer laughter and pristine prayers of a kid
This is a very nice, very sweet, poem. I enjoyed it. Larry
a good poem on devotional love...good rhythm and rhyming...i liked...ten for you Sneha...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a wonderful tribute to your love. floating in the morning breeze mingling with the purity of green playing his harp with the chirping birds he will come to you with garlands of flowers. Thank you Sneha sharing this lovely poem.