Is it our faith?
or fate?
you can't touch it or see it,
its the incoming future.
May we meet or not,
It depends upon the punctuality.
Now or later,
Always be my care-taker.
Always like moving universe,
You are the speech to my silence.
Silver Gold whatever shiny colors or things there are,
But You are my twinkling star!!!
YOU ARE READING
Who are you?
PoetryHey Its a Poem about a boy who has been following her, his shadow, his dreams, his face, his words which has been haunting her... hope you like my poems :) it would mean so much if you rate, comment and share of you likw my poems Thank you! Hope yo...
