A week before I attended a job training program to develop our activity and accelerate our root-level service.There I have met a girl of my age, is also my colleague whom I first met. I don't know why I became very fascinated by her. As I am not so
Yes! Its True.
Fifteen minutes flashback of life
From birth to death
A man see in death bed.
How lucky I am!
One hour sat beside you.
Hundred steps walked with you,
Thousand times saw your eyes.
Yes! Now its a memory.
How stupid I was!
I never knocked the door,
supposing it closed,
And I went and returnd
From the door of your mind.
But it was really open for me
I hardly thought.
Yes ! I am happy ,
As a chance is left,
A chance to see you again,
In a fifteen minutes flashback of life.
You be sixty or above,
But you be as today there
while I am leaving forever.
I am sitting alone beside window and it is raining outside. I am just surprised seeing that my mind is gloomy and the nature is sympathizing me as I believe it is also crying feeling my inner feelings.
Our program is about to close the next day. The next day will be our last meeting. I really miss her now. These days though we have limited talk but that is all I have about her. I want to see her some more time.
I don't know whether I will get her or not but I want to give her a life of perpetuation. She will live as long as my poem will be read.
When I was in high school I was lucky enough to have a propose from a sweet girl. But it was my foolishness not to accept that and left the girl .She cried and urges but I could not understand the emotion laid in behind her tears. But now I cannot g
I am missing someone very much. I really want to be with her for the rest of my life.
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March 30, 2019 - 18:15 Thank you! This will encourage me to write more.