The most beautiful picture was to be painted
Every pain was to lose its torment,
Even Hell for that instant was not to seem tainted.
It was to be the beginning of a bright new day,
The gory nights left far behind
Enchantment was to be received through every ray,
The Sun was to have never appeared so kind.
It was to be the relief of a sweet lingering pain,
After a long and gruesome bout
The world was to cease seeming insane,
I was to be on my feet after a staggering clout.
I was to be completely lost,
Lost in the beauty of that blissful elation
The people around were to pay the cost,
They were to be forgotten in that momentary translation.
I was to be a part of that moment's beauty,
Was to be the one among the very few
God was to endow me with that duty,
I had to be the one to share the moment with you.
I was to be the one who would have paved the way,
For blossoming this beauty into a never ending mile
Yet it was I who was to turn and walk away,
It was I who lost everything in the moment that I saw you smile.
8 comments:
Nice Poem,
& thanks for sharing this blissful moment with us...
Cheers!!!
it's nice bt again it's too sad!!!...still awaiting happy stuff!!!..hope it comes soon..
hey nice poem yr.. as always... .. arre comment mein html k tags b daal skte hain...cool...aur poems likh.. comments dunga html k.. :)
Hmm...nice one mate..u've written it quite well..."The moment"...Very well..infact..its terrific....keep writing!!!...
no comments sardar!!!
whateva might dat mean fudu???
keep up the good work. :)
beautifully written.. loved it..:)
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