For me only one is beautiful.
For me only one is wonderful.
A sea is called a sea
Because of water.
I am called by my name
Because of my daughters.
The day maybe dark,
but I find my light in their smile.
And if, sometimes,they cry,
I lose my soul to the sky.
The sky weeps rain
And my tears flow all over them.
Their heart is as beautiful as a lovely poem.
I maybe no more, but my soul still loves them.
Oh no! How can I get angry?
How can I leave them in misery?
Oh!Let me suffer in place of them!
Let my heart pain in place of them!
I call them, but they can't hear.
This is one pain, I can't bear!
Lord! Help me!
I am all alone in this dark world.
Let them hear me when I shout.
I want to hold their hands
And let them know I am there.
They are the only ones I care.
Like two roses are their faces.
I want to shower them with embraces.
This is my love,this is my poem.
I maybe no more,but my soul still loves them.
Reema,
Rhyming words....have come out well in your poem. I wrote a short story on similar lines which got deleted when I posted my next item. If time permits pl read my short story "The Punishment" posted in this site. Are you from UP or Punjab? I am in Chennai. All the very best.
ravi
Hey Renee,
First of all thanks a lot.. Actually I write short articles on different aspects of human behavior.. This was my first attempt on writing a very short story.. Working on yet another one and will soon upload it here.. Thanks for letting me know the changes required and I would really love to have your opinion on my next story.. Will be helpful for me :)
Thanks and Regards
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Reema
Hi Reema,
I love the storyline and the ideas in your short piece. There are some interesting things to learn from it. I too love to write about human behaviour and I do it with non-fiction.
The text needs a lot of editing though. For example, the name Champagne was a bit of a hangup for me and it appeared far too often.
Are you going to write more about this?
RP