Unrequited Love


UTOPIAN DREAM...

Every morning I find her standing by
And try to touch her don't know, why?
The more I try, more it strains
My tiring muscles and the brain.

The heart always ready to state
Makes me living corpse when at stake.
The emotion elevates to its peak
And finally makes me sick.

My fantasy to make her mine
But how absurd! Her dreams aren't mine.
Unable to comprehend the life's doctrine
Which merely turns into a Utopian Dream




Poetry by Bhakta Raj Giri
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Written on 2006-11-12 at 03:42

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Teala
Unrequieted love.....I suppose, it is better to love from afar, than to not love at all. Perhaps one day she will take notice:) Thank you for sharing yourself, beautiful text.
2006-12-11


Kathy Lockhart
This is a lovely piece of poetie sharing or your heart. Welcome to Poety Bay and thank you for adding me as you writing friend.
: ) kathy
2006-11-16