Age of Loving

Its been a while that we haven't talked

It seems like years that we haven't walked

To the place where heart was at rest

Listening to you while flying on your words to its best

It has been a while that I woke up

It's cold in the early morning so she prepares tea and gives me in a cup

Oh she looks so serene where heart goes green

Remembering those times when we first met at the age of loving.

The birds sings a song while getting into work

They remind me of the times when we were enveloped in rocks

The heart was scary to not to see you for a while into woods

That was a moment when you pranked me where I was afraid and turned out into blue.

But now I miss those times being with you

Life was glowing as beautiful as a morning sun at a seashore.

Holding your hands and dreaming about fairytales asking you to share your tales

I listened to your story and made a note to fulfill while boat sails listening to the sounds of nightingale.

By Moin Uddin

From: Nepal

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