Love has gone so far
She said I am no more for you
But what moves into my heart
That can't sale through online cart
Once I bought a rose by an ode
That faded early on next Sunday
Plucked the petals on my hold
Perched in a page of poem's fold -
@Musfiq us shaleheen
Dhaka,12th July,2014
Preserving your love for her forever, delicate, subtle and serene write!
A sad looking love story beautifully wrapped in to few lines. Great talent, you displayed. Please keep it up.
Your poem seems to hold the petals preserving them. Thank you.
Petals preserved in poem's fold as reminiscence of nostalgic moments bitter or sweet...........Musfiq......... nicely composed......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The custom of putting a flower in a book as a reminder of some important event or person was a custom in my country but no longer. First paperback books and then the media changed the custom - people no longer have libraries of books in their homes! I remember finding flowers, dry and brittle, which had cracked the binding of books, but they always seemed magical to me, as your poem sensitively relates.Your poem is sad, but I think sadness is a marvelous preservative for memories - sadness shows how truly important something is to us even if we cannot fully possess it but only admire it from a distance. Your poems show you fully grasp this truth.