With You

With You short poem

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When I first saw you,
I shivered.
My heart stopped beating,
My eyes forgot to blink.
With you,
Life is nothing
But beautiful!
Days are full of dreams.
And nights sleepless.
I wish to see you,
While on roads,
in shops,
Day and night,
Each and every time.
No other face
Gives me such delight…
Wherever I go
I wish to be with you…
When I hear your voice
I just wanna hear you.
As whatever you say,
For me,
Those are the most beautiful words
Ever said to me!!
Like the flowers blossom
Each morning
By the sunlight
My face dons a smile
Whenever I close my eyes
You are the one
I dream of all the time.
I wish you were always with me.
Every moment,
Which passes by,
I fall more in love with you.
Even without you,
I am always
With you!!!

This poem is part of the Poetry Book With You

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I have authored poetry books 'Guzarish' and 'With You', which are published in India and America. The essence of these poems is Love; depicting a mix of sweet and sour feelings of being in Love and rekindling your emotions.I am a Software Engineer based in Bangalore. I am concerned regarding environmental issues and welfare of underprivileged people. I am inclined towards community development and charitable activities.I have spent my childhood in Patna, India.You can reach me at: Facebook : www.facebook.com/authorankit Twitter : www.twitter.com/author_ankit
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Preeti
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Such beautiful yearning and love-filled poem…Nice to read!

Ray Salvador
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A beautiful and meaningful love of words……..^_^

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