A Solitary Reaper

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Here's something i wrote long back for some one special....

The kiss dear love , your lips have left
Shall never pass from time,
Till happier hours restore the gift
Untained back to mine.
I ask no pledge to make me blessed
In gazing all alone,
Nor one memorial for a breast,
Whose thoughts are all your own.
Nor i need to write to tell the tale,
My pen was doubly weak;
Oh!what idle words can explain!
unless the heart could speak?
In day or night, in weal or woe
That hurt no longer free,
My Heart Shall Beat The Love It Cannot Show
And Silent Ache For Thee.....


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