Angelina Pandian

Rookie (05/Jan/1967 / Chennai)

17. Love – Has No Season! [on Love A Collection Of Poems] - Poem by Angelina Pandian

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Love has no season
It is not bound by Spring or Fall
Love is not bound by age
Or barriers of any kind
It is above all - And
Love, It is alive in the heart
Which always longs for you!
The love you had in Spring
And enjoyed with passing Summer
The fruitfulness of Autumn love
Which you had enjoyed
None of them deny your need
For love before the fireside
When it is Winter in your life
Love can always bring back the Spring
Through another willing loving heart
The love which was laced before
With passion, possessiveness and pride
Now like wine more mature
Grown tender still will intoxicate all the more
The nest which is yours is always blest
Never shall it empty become
Call and the soul bird will fly to your arms
A companion soul will be yours
And your Paradise Regained
Surely, never to be lost!


Comments about 17. Love – Has No Season! [on Love A Collection Of Poems] by Angelina Pandian

  • Rookie David Child (7/27/2009 5:25:00 PM)

    'Call and the soul bird will fly to your arms
    A companion soul will be yours'

    >>>>>>>>
    hmm; still don't quite get this;
    Is this the need to call for love..?
    .. every thing else makes great sense.

    nice stuff; keep it up. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Carl Harris (7/1/2009 8:38:00 AM)

    Truer words on love could not have been expressed any better, Angelina. There is indeed no specific season for falling in love with someone, since It can happen at anytime of the year, spring, summer, fall, or winter. A Scientist would say, if one could wax a bit poetic, that whenever two susceptible hearts meet, very soon they will fall in love with each other! Perhaps that is so. You wonderful poem is beautifully written. Carl. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (6/18/2009 2:14:00 PM)

    'Love can always bring back the Spring
    Through another willing loving heart
    The love which was laced before
    With passion, possessiveness and pride'

    Beautiful is the title, beautiful is the content. Love it.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points premji premji (5/15/2009 12:27:00 AM)

    we are the creators and killers of love! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 2, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 10, 2009


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