our own first love story .....unfinish love story....
New scent to my nose
a rush of emotion to my heart
an undepicted pain in my vein
the very first tear of my eyes
that unanticipated haste to hold hand
a little walk i take by you
have all these feeling gushing to the surface
through my eyes, my touch and sweat
still fumble in words
make me become the first poet of my own thought
the own devil of my thought
never imagine this feeling do have an existence
i want to fly no wings
i want to sing no voice
i want to run no limbs
i want to cry no tears
i want to dance no music
i want to jump no gravity
Helas!
I want to love....
....................... no you
Poetry by ahmud
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Written on 2026-07-03 at 15:55
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Entangle at first sight
First time i felt a breeze by my faceNew scent to my nose
a rush of emotion to my heart
an undepicted pain in my vein
the very first tear of my eyes
that unanticipated haste to hold hand
a little walk i take by you
have all these feeling gushing to the surface
through my eyes, my touch and sweat
still fumble in words
make me become the first poet of my own thought
the own devil of my thought
never imagine this feeling do have an existence
i want to fly no wings
i want to sing no voice
i want to run no limbs
i want to cry no tears
i want to dance no music
i want to jump no gravity
Helas!
I want to love....
....................... no you
Poetry by ahmud
Read 94 times
Editors' choiceWritten on 2026-07-03 at 15:55
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