Poetry

HIR Will Come!

Standing with my weary heart
That prays for you always dear Love.
I breathe with your name
My soul knows, and know you too!
Chaos of my thoughts
Can never break my ultimate faith
In you, what my heart has.
I listen the scorns
I bear the hatred of my owns,
Still my dear love
You take the place of most above
You are the superior in my life!
Here in your name I swear
Every moment here on the earth
I will spend, will be of yours
If I come with any rebirth
Each will be yours!
Though you do of your heart
Love me or do despite
I will not say any wrong or right
But all my life, I will wait
Bearing all the pains, with a faith
One day
“My HIR will come… HIR will come!”

This is the 1st Poems of my new series. "The Pain of Being Apart".  This poem is my dedication to my beloved.