Poetry : Endless Love

Endless love is a poem by which emphasis on selfless love, to love through time and beyond

 Someday, I think, I think I may
Call you up, just to hear your voice
I only know, how my heart breaks
With the steps that you had to take
Keeping me out of your life
I just hope now you aren’t alone
When I am out of your life
Out of your mind 
Somehow these memories become better with time
To which I hold dearly
Which you could now see, but once you were blind,
Whenever I lie that ‘don`t worry I am fine’



For time shall pass
And you may get wrinkly and grey
When none calls you beautiful anymore
You can count on my immense amore
Even If I had left this world
I shall leave my words behind 
To make you remember
Show you what I see, beauty warmth and tender
Make you appreciate the world I see
Enchanted with the vision, I will let you be
And move on
Where I will wait at the heavens door
And plead to God
With all his grace and power,
To grant me few more hour
For that I would wait
Kept open the pearly gates,
For you to follow
I have spent too much time in sorrow
I asked for nothing for which he couldn’t do
Even in this long life
I didn’t ask her from you
So grant me this wish
Make this soul happy 
With blithe and I rejoice,
I have always asked for her happiness all my life
Now it’s my time to feel bliss
In her arms I will lay still
For I capture those moments again
Waiting for a new chapter to begin
Hold her tightly, never letting go
Afraid to lose her once again

Even though I was with her for a little time
She was the one who made this life worthwhile
I still hope, that undying hope of mine
we will be together in afterlife,
And for that moment, I wait
Quietly wondering through the world
Through crazy days and city lights
Wondering if she remembers that one guy
Who loved her till the day he died.
Location: India

Comments

  1. Anonymous15 August 2013 at 21:52

    Nice one arjuun....:)

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    1. Unknown15 August 2013 at 21:53

      Thanks a lot :)

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    2. Anonymous15 August 2013 at 21:57

      Today m nt feeling wl,so i'l leave cmnt 2morw okay...:)

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    3. Unknown15 August 2013 at 22:02

      I am juat glad that you read it. Please take care of your health.

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    4. Unknown15 August 2013 at 22:03

      Get well soon.

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    5. Anonymous15 August 2013 at 22:09

      I will

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    6. Anonymous16 August 2013 at 15:13

      Beautifull lines arjuun...
      Touched heart....:):):)

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    7. Unknown16 August 2013 at 21:36

      This poetry was the one which I felt was a little special. And your compliments just confirms it. Thanks

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    8. Anonymous16 August 2013 at 22:55

      It is special arjuun...
      and ur dp on fb with guitar is SUPERRRB...:)

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    9. Unknown16 August 2013 at 23:05

      I am glad you liked it. :)

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    10. Anonymous23 August 2013 at 20:30

      Hey arjuun, its friday....

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    11. Unknown23 August 2013 at 20:51

      I am extremely sorry, I have been hit by a tragedy as my best and dearest friend's mother passed away. Hence I was occupied with that. I will soon be back to my routine and would be posting my work profusely. I really appreciate you as a reader and I would try not to disappoint you.

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    12. Anonymous24 August 2013 at 00:11

      Ooh am so sorry, take your time......gn tc

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    13. Unknown24 August 2013 at 00:19

      Thanks for understanding

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  2. Unknown16 August 2013 at 22:10

    Just loved it ......... fabulous.

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    1. Unknown16 August 2013 at 22:11

      Thanks Nidhi, and hope I am improving with each article.

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    2. Unknown17 August 2013 at 09:31

      U r almost there I believe...

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    3. Unknown17 August 2013 at 11:28

      I am still hoping to improve :)

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  3. Anonymous27 August 2013 at 18:50

    Love your poems

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