what I can,I did.

“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” 
― Leonardo da Vinci
This might not be a great work of appreciation...what I can,I did.

She was there

Every eyes said, here she is

Every smile whispered its her

Everyone discussed her 

she was there

They all were on her path

But none couldn't find her

Now she is there, but

eyes didn't care her 

smile didn't care her

Talks are no more

and she got disappeared.

                                                       

You are my life! Hold me tight

I am afraid that 

Will ever I forget you ?

No, I won't it to be

You are my peace

Will ever I refuse you?

No, I hate it to be

You are my path

What if I lost you

Oh my God! Hold me tightly

You are my life