My days with you are numbered.
I do not sleep with slumber,
I still manage to fumble,
The world around me starts to crumble,
As I begin to mumble;
“My days with you are numbered“.
The tears in my eyes start to form,
Every day with you feels like a thunderstorm;
Lightning flashing,
Thunder clapping.
My love,
No number of words can express,
The love I have for you at best,
I try hard not to fret,
But my darling,
My days with you are numbered.
© VishalDutia
Powerful emotions and words. And pray, tell- how did you get your words into an image like that?
Thank you mam. I used Photoshop
WOW…. I really love the use of graphology in your poetry…..it adds a taste and helps in interpreting the meaning if the poems…….
Thank you
One level up everytime.. 👌👌👌all the best vishal
thank you
Beautiful words, perfectly put together. It really tugged at my heartstrings. Wonderful post.
Thank you
This is the true state of our physical lives. I am sure, though, that those we love deeply, eternally, will meet us again, in countless spirit lives.
Truely said 👆