She walks along the stream, <br />like a flow of the water, <br />her tears run through her cheeks, <br />cleansing her heart from the anguish. <br /> <br />I saw her, <br />alone in her world, <br />wishing for the star, <br />trying to put the broken pieces together. <br /> <br />Her big brown eyes grew misty again, <br />like the morning dew, <br />fresh, pure and renewing. <br /> <br />Wish I could hold her, <br />wish I could tell her that I have not fallen for anyone like this, <br />to show her that she deserve better, <br />to extract from her obsessed love for him, <br />to tell her that this is not the end of the world. <br /> <br />Even I know the impossibility, <br />never will my heart quit to hope, <br />I will wait for her until the days of silver hair.<br /><br />jeevi vitha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awaiting-love-4/
