It has been so late,
why isn't she here yet?
Everyday I wait for her
to sing at my window.
I wish I could understand
what she says;
my heart finds nothing but
your name with her every chirp.
Maybe it has ended here,
she may have found a new window.
Maybe she has found a new name
to sing for.
Might be there is someone else peeking
through her window, waiting for her,
to hear the name that binds her.
I wish she finds your window.
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BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
The Bird at My Window (Love Poems)
Thơ caLife with the eyes of love. Feel free to share and vote the pieces inside that you think worth doing the same. PS: All the criticisms are welcomed. Update: One of my oldest poems I ever wrote, when I re-read them I feel like it needs some rework, so...
