As all her love had in her in dream
When stamped in rage reasoned saddened
Rousing her to reek of anger into tears sweetened
Tearing all her peace deterred impulse
She would come again someday
Needing my love once more
Like a lightening in the rain
And I do feel the story of love epitome
To escape out of window quelling
Beholding her beauty ravished
my desire being refracted at crisscross niggling
as sorrows scaffolding begin to grow bewailing.
Time may blush her bruised even black by the age
As I am the candle in the wind niggardly raving
When all my gestures may toss up one day
Out of innocence in all acceptances
Stunning words of her admiration
Falling like rain in summer to the plexus slaked
When you do exist absolute unseen as yet known
I am the candle in the wind exhausted beneath and beyond
Dr. subhendu kar
Stunning words of her admiration Falling like rain in summer to the plexus slaked When you do exist absolute unseen as yet known I am the candle in the wind exhausted beneath and beyond - - - - -A lovely poem with fine poetic expression !
subhendu ' I am the candle in the wind exhausted beneath and beyond' Yours self-denying burning it is not useless, my fine friend... Sincerely, Tsira
such beautiful poetic imagery! the rain and the wind 'go well' with the candle.
yet another butiful piece of your thought........marvelously written and blended.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very lovely, great write