V P Mahur

Freshman - 824 Points (Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

My True Beloved - Poem by V P Mahur

When I am tired of all my
Everyday odd activities
I start on writing poems
To arouse my creativities

The words all come to me
Like the pretty birds flying
In the clear sky of the logic
As if their strength trying

Every word glitters in me
Like a colourful diamond
Carries me to other world
Lifting high from grounds

O my sweet beloved poetry
You are my love and breath
And with your truest heart
Will be by me unto my death

Your true love inspires me
To create your sweet image
To go through safe and sound
The confusing world mirage

Let me write the story of our
True love in such a verse
That our stories may be told
Until the end of the universe

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Composed on Feb 25,2014

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 26, 2014

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