My storm,
none like you
I find on the
way I tread so long!
A whirling,
never to give up,
the hope- - -
Robust is
your optimism.
Is there any
undercurrent
which moves me
up and falls me
down, within you?
I am in half love
with you and
half with death!
You are now
my soothing rainfall
in my hot, tiring days,
and my cyclone
in my marine sojourn!
You are right now,
residing in 360 degree
angle, occupying
every inch of this
tortured part!
Beautiful flow of words from your pen Neela. You have beautifully compared nature and life very well. Yes, we have storms, rainfalls, whirlpool, cyclone encircling us in 360 degree angle. Loved reading it.
poem focusses deep within myself and readyness to share what soul and body wants one to do...
none like ourselves.....indeed each human is unique...this feeling gives power to carry the burden of life...
I get the feeling of internal storms that pervade us with different intensity at different times. Loved the expressions. Thanks for sharing.
Geetha, thanks a lot for your inspiring comment.Love and lots of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
veryyyyyyyyyy beautifully created...............