Still Waiting - Poem

In the depth of night
I dreamt about my friend;
She came into my life
As a fresh warm fragrance.

Not a second passes....,
When the strong thoughts of her
Don't assail me once
Not a single day says 'goodbye'
Without hearing her musical voice

Her silence was like a shadow
Her depth of love to me
From my cursed life.
I knew the darkness of my reality.
That she left from the meadows.

Then it don't know why i forgot
Where....When or how
And now I am alone
Lone alone, under the old tree
With my dreams, hopes and aspirations

I cherish those happy days passed
Those foggy wintry mornings
Those pretty, naughty eyes......of her
And dreamy moon lit nights
My sweet and small nothings?
Now I am left waiting
For my good old blooming tree.....
STILL WAITING FOR HER!