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veeraiyah subbulakshmi
Poems by veeraiyah subbulakshmi : 7 / 722
a bow and an arrow..
The bent bows are the eye brows,
the Piercing eyes are the arrows,
Those who are shot, still trapped,
Punctured are not their thoughts,
Flowered arrow does its works,
Both are in trance for a while,
and then they are as cloudy as the nerds,
They seem to understand the facts,
But the doubts erupt as volcanoes,
Hold their hands, they douse it,
Arguments arrive after each sentence,
Bonded minds make an agreement,
They are the birds, flying high and wide,
Paired up as one to leave the legacy,
Their nests are clean and then dirtied,
Not their love, it is as white and pure as,
the snow of Everest.
veeraiyah subbulakshmi
Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012
Poems by veeraiyah subbulakshmi : 7 / 722
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Within the eye you'll see the truth... sparkle of love... I like this poem.
The piercing eyes work wonders to make the bond strong and the love true so that the usual doubts can not sever the hearts.
The eyebrows and the piercing eyes work wonders to flight their wings. The usual doubts are like snow in the sun. The bonds are strong because of true love. which force can sever them?
The early days of bliss and charm is soon doused by the bitter realities of life and arguments prop up among the couple.
Those who are truely bonded in love emerge as winners and their love remains pure as snow! ! I assume that this is what you meant! A salient truth expressed beautifully! A great job!