WAITING FOR MY SWEET WOE

Waiting for my sweet woe

 

Now a day my heart is flinching

It wriggling for being in love

A strong feeling arise through instinctive

When I look at my silent mobile

No call, no even any love message

I badly miss sweet words and a face.

 

Though I like my friends much, attached

But for this, my faith pother move

The talk about her, I can't say even few

Conversation ends at my fake smile

Their arrow words kill my patience

Sighed, moaned and feels anguish.

 

Away- alone, I used to think a matched

Everywhere look with keen eyes for dove

But still waiting for my sweet woe

No trick, 'cause my core is fragile

My heart is summon for a true one

Who love me-I love her

Who talk- eyes to eyes and

Live indulgently hand to hand

We shall sing a song queer

Between us, there will be none.