Because I love you

Because I love you “Suddenly,, in my milky heart I have written a unexpected dream,to write a poem about something with kneeling my heart of silky,under the deep emotion, forgetting world along to stars of gleam,so I am grabbing a pen to splash it's blood on the paper of milky,after few minutes abruptly I look to a paper but deeply I got surprise,after I have lurked to pen in coffin along to white silky shroud,because I couldn't see my any poem so I took a sigh with seeing skies,I, I am confused should I sink world from my tears with proud?,or,, should I smile gladly which can rise to world on a way of bloom?,because everywhere I'm seeing merely your name on the paper of orchard,instead of poem, I don't know why I'm missing you in grief of gloom,I don't know why I'm adorning you in my every heart of breath with regard,dear, even when I see my shadow my heart would rise in rejoice,I'm feeling like, you are next to me with grabbing my silky hand,dear, when I go to bloomy garden I don't hear any birds of noise,actually I listen your song which is so beautiful melody of stand,dear, even, when I am walking on a silky dews of lawn in the midnight,I see neither see bloomy moon nor charming stars, I just see your face,dear, I don't know why I'm writing your feeling in my fair heart of light,without you I'm feeling like I'm lurking in coffin along to corse of dress,maybe because I love you, I love you so much than world,dear, I have fell in your love when I saw your first beautiful smile of charm,which can tread to earth on a way of gleam along to gold,but I don't know nothing about you just your name which makes me warm,dear, I know you haven't adorned me in your fair heart of breath,my dear, because you haven't meet me even my silky shadow of dark,oh, dear, but even from my heart I love you even after my death,so I'm going give you a flower to cling my heart in your breath of mark,my dear, in your silky breath of heart if you don't adorn my purpose,my dear, neatly I will illuminated my breath on the wall as a portrait,dear, because I don't want to feel that I gave you stalks instead of rose,dear, because toward me I don't want to tread you in a grief of hate,because I love you,because I love you.”Written by Darshan Kc SaankuENG DATE: 9/17/2017 SundayNEP DATE: 2074 Asoj 1 Sunday by the way I'm a disabled boy but Iglade a dream to become a famous poet , so if I'm selected it in this competition please tell me, I would be glad My contact: 9840125581, 9841921679

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