In the difficult terrain of life journey
We met somewhere my good old friend
Being a girl of affluent parents
Blessed with life's full enjoyment
Having enough to feed and wear
And also for luxury you got so much
Your parents loved in such a way
No matter of sorrow always happiness
Have I seen in your eyes from a distance
In that reading room having so many books
We met in occasional timings in serious
As two gentle minds likes for good reading
And to have discussion of stories abundant
Slowly we discussed stories of love
which have written by the famous writers
In gradual turning of events it became
Something special in our friendship
Knowing well the difference of circumstances
Never we tried for an advanced friendship
But in the depth of our minds we understood
It was not only a friendship but something else
Now I saw you as a respected lady with motherhood
But I still remember the old friendship
May be you are also in such memory of sweetness
But changes of life doesn't permit us to remember.
Love is a notion and perhaps a paradoxical human sphere where minds are tested and estimated and it has a magical touch of relations unexpressed portrayed into one image of everlasting beauty. A poem with scintillating glitter Gangadharan sir...
A very sweet and delicate write. Love permeates the air in this lovely and detailed poem. Hope that your love returns the feelings. Enjoyed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sweetly written poem of two who long to be one and which for whatever reason, society will not allow. So much longing felt through this great piece.