And when was the time twinkling
Years in separation in union nothing
Heart on the sleeve for the youth exuberant
Songs to the senses in autumn the spring
Live the flowers that the flowing apparel
Much of the perfumes and air that blew
Fantasy of the dreams and fancy in the day
Bethought the lover true to annihilate
Excluding the universe blind it is said
Love though has visions visible indeed
The one in love has what else with the world
Abandoned with memories and the dreams
To come true yet the times like silent water
Flew as if from the hands bird of much color
In loneliness the imagination of the love
Content as love fizzles like rain on dew
The loved one wants to be freed as soon
As soon the deity that is sick of being worshiped
21/10/2009
Cupid isn't helpful always...gets bored...and love gets finished off! enjoyed the discussion inside...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love fizzles..... the idea is excellently penned here. Ur wording is choicest. Best words in best order that is what Coleridge said of a good poem. I may feel tempted to say the same about ur poem...