Saturday, September 26, 2009

poem

secret love

He comes at night

On my dreams

Very confidential,

Smiles at me, talks to me

with salacious eyes and

Secret heart, full of love

the famous film star.

Never a talk or touch,

only in dreams.

He tries to chat,

Share his love.

Some cute girls

Pull his hands

Takes him away;

Not a word or touch

Only in dreams and hopes

I live.

Nirmala james

3 comments:

  1. Quite a sweet one!

    A land, green and wide, in the realm
    of farthest imagination,
    sometimes, it rains there heavily,
    yet the waters coarse here on my face.

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  2. Nostalgic...beautiful..It creates a yearning in the mind to look back on the past life. Thank you for sharing it.

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