Confessions of a Silent Lover

It isn't easy to tell someone you love,
It isn't easy to tell her that you care.

Its a feeling that's very special,
but you have nobody to share.

Its when you feel on top of the world,
and you feel good when you see her smile.

You feel like smiling with her,
and be with her all the while.

You love talking to her,
and the time flies by.

You start loving the nature,
the flowers, the petals, the birds in the sky.

You have that lovely feeling in ur heart,
but from others you try to hide.

And you search for your dearest friends,
to whom your feelings you can confide.

But they all tell you the same,
"Go tell her, before its too late..."

But due to fear of losing her you don't,
and you leave it on the fate.

You tried a lot to tell her,
but could never confess.

And then there are friends who are
eager to tell her and make it a mess.

But you prevent them from doing so,
You say "Not you, but I love her...

And I'm gonna tell her sooner or later...
I promise, I won't remain a silent lover forever..."

PS : This is my first effort at writing a poetry in English. And this one's dedicated to that special one for whom I'm still waiting plus to those who suggested me to write in English, namely Trishala, Shruti Solanki (aka The Lonely Wanderer) and Manali Baldota, in that particular order.

PPS : This was my 100th post. Thanks for the support guys.

PPPS : This time I'm more eagerly waiting for your comments.