How could I tell thee thy arms my life were <br />The life is a vessel-unmasted, could I tell thee <br />If ever I could thou must see me today little unaware <br />In every breath of life; I would have been thine, but be <br />When we would meet face to face again under the skies. <br />A life in need is a life indeed-ever the great speaks <br />Although somewhere thy eyes struck to, or they never release <br />Love-a pretty love, ever wanted by me, that touches peaks. <br />Now I'm whining in love <br />Now I'm whining in vain <br />Oh, let me sleep....<br /><br />Pijush Biswas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whining-in-love/
