Hi, Dear Readers,
Hope you are fine and doing well. Thanks for sparing time to read this thread.
Here I am once again in front of you with another creation.
As usual looking forward for your valuable comments and feedback.

Thanks & Best Regards

Raji

O’ GLAD OF LIFE
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Come back on my ways
O glad of life
Its last breathe of hopes
Don’t hurt me more
It’s long, long ago
I lost you my dear

O glad of my life
Why you go away from me
Why you live away from me
I am fed up to seek
You, here and there
But cant find you
O glad of life
Don’t hurt me more
I can’t bear these nightmares
I can’t bear these dark fears
O glad of life
Its extreme of need
My hope is dieing
If you keep more distances
May I lost…
Your need forever
Here's one similar one Raji... U do write good poems.Your name sounds very familiar to me as if I know u. where are u from?

To my lover far away,
what can I write to u
but about my missing
your sweet voice
your gentle touch
your encanting laughter
your lovely look
I miss everything
and every moment
That I spent with u
I'll never forget
the way u touched me
with your love
the way u kissed me
with passionate desire
the way u memesmerised me
with your sunny smile
Come back to me
oh my lover far away
I wish to feel you
to my heart's content
I wish to hide you
in the depth of my heart
I wish to see you
To wipe away
my tearful eyes.
Oh my lover far away
How far away
Are you from me now?
Raji this is one of my favourite poems. thought i'll share with u

If You Were Coming In The Fall
by Emily Dickinson

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spurn
As housewives do a fly.

If I could see you in a year
I'd wind the months in balls
And put them into separate drawers
Until their time befalls.

If only centuries delayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting 'till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's land

If certain when this life was out
That yours and mine should be
I'd toss life yonder like a rind
And taste eternity.

But now all ignorant of length,
Of times uncertain wing,
It goads me like the goblin bee
That will not state its sting!
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Hi, Anita,

I am extremely sorry for replying too much late. Thanks for your encouragement and sharing of nice poems.

Keep in touch
Regards
Raji