Centripetal Love Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Lovely poem with much depth. One who is at ease with oneself is at ease with love and beauty.

O' last night the bed playful wicked howls around inspirational thought in hostage ground rising; rising to the sound SEXY MB OF BD I NOTICE YOU TOO stand hiding behind screens and now knows poet me

O' last night the bed playful wicked howls around inspirational thought in hostage ground rising; rising to the sound

Playful trip! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

music is love only u need ears not be deaf like me mb of bd

Hi I love this poem.there is something very deep about it. Yes all the notes come from inside oneself, if only one stops thinking that they come from the neighbors garden. Take care Mohabeer Beeharry

Gradually I have found truest happiness in my own self, mainly through memory. Your poem confirms my intuition. Tremendous.

An excellent piece on self, forever busy in an easy mode to tune in to listen to the primordial sound, Naada-brahma, and then try and reproduce it. Life itself is a vibration, an energy.

these all are venturous......fantastic poem. Thanks for sharing. Anjandev Roy.

Between centripetal and centrifugal forces is the equilibrium.