Silent love

The moments of loving looks,
The moments of killing glances,
oh dear! could I forget those?
Few years of silent love . . . . . .
But few days of silent sleep . . . .
Could you part me dear?
Could anything seperate me from you?
Could those years of silent love be removed.
Make my life flourish,
Not with your thoughts; my love,
But with your presence.
Parting is never for hearts;
Let us continue with . . . .
With years of silent love;
How ever . . . . . . .
Everything cannot be attained in life.

© 2006 by Sunandha V.