*Vitreous shinning of moon,
as springtime mothers pique
A train carried me from dark to light,
a rose bud bloomed -
I grasp roses and devotion songs together,
hands with my dreamed darling boon,
A dream decided real, never forgotten,
meaning of love as moonlit, learned from thy
Now onward -
Narrow uneven path,
Aye passionate pain stressed,
Thee roses faded and wither,
As a missing melancholy song -
On a full moon I bide on a boat for thy
Until ache twilight horizon -
Behind apart from time -
A mature pensive ripened,
An abstract passion craved for romance
Oh! It's beyond the wording,
Oh! My darling-
Oh! I forever behold thy
Oh! **! ! An untold love I feel!!
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
Sometimes love is waiting for wording but when you are more romantic you can't express it, that is an untold love that moves through your pen.