Je t'aime - I

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In this garden,
My soul wanders, my self is lost.
I breathe love in this place,
Here life unfolds.
I walk here every day,
Every day I sigh.
With my arms folded around me,
Waiting for this July.
I have lost count of time,
Count of days and nights.
Since I sit on this bench,
Holding his letter tight.
I kissed him goodbye,
For he will return to us.
In this Garden, this July,
To give voice to my words.

This poem is about a lady who is waiting for her beloved. He wrote a letter saying that he will come in July and meet her in the garden where they met last time. Now, she is waiting for him every day.

Je t’aime means ‘I Love You’ in French.
Location: Quincy, MA, USA

Comments

  1. AnonymousJune 25, 2011 at 1:25 PM

    A very nice and touching poem!

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  2. Saru SinghalJune 28, 2011 at 9:10 AM

    Thanks! I hope you will like Je t'aime-II. It's a sequel and will post it in July.

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  3. J'DJuly 8, 2011 at 1:52 PM

    Lovely Heart Touching Poem... :)

    http://loveisaspiritualforce.blogspot.com/

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  4. Saru SinghalJuly 8, 2011 at 1:58 PM

    @Jay- Posting Je t'aime next, hope you'll like it too.

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  5. a girl's diaryJuly 11, 2011 at 2:25 PM

    nice poetry Saru :)

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  6. Saru SinghalJuly 12, 2011 at 2:48 PM

    @a girl's diary- Thanks.

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  7. NehaJuly 12, 2011 at 5:10 PM

    nice work dear.....

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  8. Saru SinghalJuly 13, 2011 at 11:21 AM

    @Neha- Thanks:)

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  9. kanupriyaJuly 14, 2011 at 3:34 AM

    nice one

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  10. Saru SinghalJuly 14, 2011 at 2:21 PM

    @Kanupriya- I am glad you like it!

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  11. VertuJuly 19, 2011 at 11:24 AM

    i attracted by it title Je táime, i know french thats why open this page and again the poetry is lovely. make sure no one copy it. it's your precious talent.

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  12. Saru SinghalJuly 19, 2011 at 9:30 PM

    @vertu- Thanks a lot. :)

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