Waiting for you in the vast starlight,
Tired of pretending to love this night,
Come on ! How much games you want to play ,
when it's me , who is turning impatient,
with each passing time .
-payal
YOU ARE READING
Untold
PoetryMany things needed to be told , but don't know if it was destiny or ego , which turns it to be untold ... I will be here to write a poetry , daily for the beautiful praises of yours, afterall they are going to be , only mean to connect me with you...
starlight
Waiting for you in the vast starlight,
Tired of pretending to love this night,
Come on ! How much games you want to play ,
when it's me , who is turning impatient,
with each passing time .
-payal
