Love on the Roof

Friendly was the air,


My eyes got stuck on the girl so fair,


Standing on the roof just next to my home,


Touching my disorderly hair, I wished I had a comb!


 

Forgetting all else, I kept watching her,


As if she were a star,


Waiting to return home soon,


I wished time should stop that noon!

 


Her beauty hypnotised my soul,


At that very moment, she did seem my lone goal.

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bishu's picture

Beautiful my friend

Love  across the terraces have become things of the past in Kolkata with its highrises and permissiveness.I have already mailed the book review to The Telegraph.. I'll let you know when they print it...Be well Be happy Mr Haque... May your pen become stronger & stronger

 


©bishu 

 

KingofWords's picture

Oh my God!!!

You already sent the review! I am so amazingly delighted and thankful my esteemed friend. You are such a wonderful person. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. :)