Sending you wishes is a part of my obsession,
which I found in exile
because I couldn't worked out a single smile
For no one but also for me even
and rashes I feel in this season
Of not cold but ofcourse of my passive blood
my tumbling pulse..
out of an unsensed fear, that still am I dear?
To one and all to whom my life owes
My pains are theirs, my comforts are their rose
But, obsession is what love has given me
let's see love has, whether forgiven me...
For the hurts strucked out of my angst
For the heart tucked out of my soul
But being lying alone when time stole
I want my moments to hum loving carols
I think I could, I swear I should...
its a very emotional write...something very very close to ur heart.. m happy u shared it.. ur father would b proud of u if he learns abt ur respect and love for him, in heaven. he would b proud of the man uve become..
very touching -it oozez out yr longing for some comforting hand -touched!
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I would like to translate this poem
'obsession is what love has given me let's see love has, whether forgiven me'... lovely lines...meaningful...display the intimacy respect love as well as the pain and strain inside a father-son relation, that was there...good work, Reetesh...10