Friday, February 28, 2014
My Poem No:17
THE LAST KISS!!!
I'm Dried Up, locked Up With my thoughts
Found Myself Falling In Love With,
The Saltiness Of My Tears
The Warmth Was More Like
A Sensual Kiss On My Freezing Cheeks
Rolled Down Like A Shallow Brook,
Kissing All The Way Down My Breasts
Wet And Warm, I Stayed Numb,
Closing My Eyes
Feeling The Pleasure Of That Pain
The Morning Breeze greeted,
With The Last Kiss On My Forehead
I Lay In Peace, Calm And In Bliss
The World Around Gazed At Me,
With An Incomprehensible Expression
I's Enjoying The View From The Ground
With my Eyes Closed
Never Did I Wish For A Dawn
Never Did I Hear A Single Mourn...
Meera Krishna
My Poem No:16 (Hindi)
Teri Har Woh Baathon Se
Jathaaya Tha Toone Jo
Iraade Mohabbat Ke
Manzoor Hei Humein...
Tere Hi Bharose Ne
Zinda Kiya Humein
Tere Ishq Ne Humein
Jeena Sikhaya...
Choti Si Baathon Pe
Huye Hum Naaraaz
Jab Bhi Tujhe Thi
Hamari Zaroorat
Phir Bhi Woh Hontom Pe
Muskaan, Aankhom Pe
Aasu, Se Toone
Humko Manaaya...
Milke Humne Kithne
Sapne Bune Hei
Har Pal Zindgi Ke
Saath Guzaarenge
Bhool Na Humko
Aur Woh Saari
Raathon Ki Baathein
Woh Mulaakaathein......
For My Love...
For My Love...
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