Hi guys,, my another blog.....i am a person , who loves literature...i love writing poetry,some literature piece...so this piece of a poem goes for all those lover;s whose ,wait is never ending fr their better part,,from my heart

A shining sun

some clouds having fun;

chirping birds planning to run;

the playing air touches my hair

and tells me the story of

A princess and a heir....

A beautiful morning,recalling the spring 

and leaves yellowing;

showing the love of a beautiful couple

the princess and the heir;

lost in each other;

struck by a  cupid....

"Come to the ball dance

and ask for my hand"

the princess shy,s away;

with the  promise  in her heart

the night comes.....

The roses bloom,shines the moon;

the princess in her room standing;

golden hairs with a sheet of  snow gems;

wearing a beautiful dress ;

the princess waits for the heir.....

The destiny play,s the game;

lost in woods,is the heir;

night gets young;

princess,lamented walks all over ;

but the heir recovered no-where;

Lot;s to think;

lot,s to manipulate;

but no answer to her wait;

such is the story

I was wondering about;

When,came over the cold breeze,

and struck me at a point to think;

to manipulate;

leaving me with a question

"WHY ALL STORIES HAVE A WAIT?"