When it's love nothing should come in between,
Love needs a complete exposure nothing should remain unseen,
Close so close that the lovers listen to the music of the hearts
An art that is creator of all the fine arts,
The eternal beauty is dissolved in the eternal wine
They drank it and their ecstasy became an enshrine
All the senses are basically a sense of a touch
They never saw Him but they felt Him so much
That their senses witnessed the eternal beloved
They loved Him and in return they were loved
Loved so much that they were believed to be God
For me a mirror in that I see a virtual image to nod.
- - - Love is the music of heart, from which springs all arts- - Human love is nothing but part of eternal love.One who drinks the wine of the eternal beauty, can feel the God's presence in his heart. I first found this poem in your comment on my poem of Odia translation of Rabindranath Tagore's Gitanjali poem -7.Thank you so much for such a beautiful poem.
The eternal beauty is dissolved in the eternal wine They drank it and their ecstasy became an enshrine All the senses are basically a sense of a touch They never saw Him but they felt Him so much That their senses witnessed the eternal beloved - - - - - A poem of exquisite beauty- - - -deeply philosophical
I like the opening lines of this wonderful poem. They draw a reader to go through with the whole write. The rest of the poem are imbued with beautiful thoughts. A thought provoking poem very well crafted and executed.10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Close to close lovers listen to heart of music of love. Love needs a complete exposure. A brilliant poem is excellently penned.