Love In The Hiding. Poem by Bharati Nayak

No, Love cannot go, indeed! It is deepest within Your heart must be warmed up again and then love will come and bloom again as the hidden fire deepest in mind just try to be kind invite love with your deep desires then for sure it will come in flaming fires! ! I have enjoyed very much of the impressive poem. Thank you so much for creating

My dear Bharati, I do not think it went away. I think it is in every poem you write. You love writing- and it shows. You write love poems to the world- even when you might be scolding the bad actors in life. Your love is always there, beneath the surface at times, but it is still there and we can feel its presence. Write on, you give us heart! ! 10+++++

Love! Even if it leaves us, it lives in our hearts in the 'afterglow'! A lovely poem about love not gracing a poet's efforts at wooing her!

Perhaps it is not hiding but resting in a place where it is waiting to flourish. There is so much sadness in this work, we to often want desperately to find and hold love but it slips out of our hands, thankfully the last stanza provides the ray of hope, and love will find a way. Beautiful work Bharati you reveal the human condition and the need of love so well

'Love in the hiding' is a deeply emotional and intense poem. Each verse, each line reflects sadness and despair of love lost. The last verse expresses a ray of hope, perhaps, love will bloom one day, as a crimson flower. Dear Poetess Bharati, an excellent poem that touches the core of your heart.......10

Rereading this amazing poem is very finest, excellent choice of your words,5 Stars full for this well captured poem.

Very well chosen words.

I like this, but my " love" for at least one of my three former wives DID " go" , i know not where. And I also did " go" , ...on to my next wife, now with my fourth. Life is 'full of" WHYS. Why? Don't ask me! ! ! I especially enjoyed your last stanza. to MyPoemList bri ;) Writing love poems are not my forte, nor do usually care much for them. ;)

Continued... On the variety of love poems, see these to my wife: “When I Should Be Working, ” “The Room, ” and “Island Chain.” Hoping you are well and thriving, Glen

Dear Bharati, you touch on something in this poem I think I have felt. What to do? There’s waiting of course; it’s rare for me to “plan” a poem; typically I wait for inspiration then get it down. And perhaps our love poems will take different forms—like this poem of yours which is indeed a love poem that expresses the longing to sing/praise the love you feel deserved by the belovèd. -Glen