Neela Nath


Is This Called...? - Poem by Neela Nath

Is this called love,
That wants to share lust?
Is this called that,
A request comes fast?
The world that awaits,
To leave the nurtured world,
To hear the mellifluous chord,
Now is miserably hurled!
You may call me fool,
May consider rubbish thing.
But without touching me,
Can you play my string?
I can, I can, I smell you,
Can see you from too far.
Can feel you in absence,
Distance is no bar.
I never get any fatal scar,
In my heart, from you.
Your silence burst into tear,
But the drops fall as dew!


Comments about Is This Called...? by Neela Nath

  • Rookie - 37 Points Shihabudheen K J (5/13/2012 6:45:00 AM)

    An ideal work to express the love between far off hearts.how sweet it is.regards poet seagull. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 3 Points Sharad Juneja (5/9/2012 12:23:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem....from a great mind.... really touched my heart (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,210 Points Saadat Tahir (5/7/2012 5:42:00 AM)

    A request comes fast?
    The world that awaits,
    To leave the nurtured world,
    To hear the mellifluous chord,
    Now is miserably hurled!
    You may call me fool,

    so modern and omnipresent
    a simple and straight facet presented shiny and polished as a gem
    loved it

    :) (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,824 Points Wahab Abdul (5/6/2012 10:23:00 AM)

    really good poem, i like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 6, 2012


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