I loved my grand parents
They passed away without my knowledge...
I loved my parents
They left me without my opinion...
I loved my life-partner
Life-partner intended to injure my life without any hesitation...
I loved my friends
They wanted everything in my life
Except my pains
I left them...
Then I love my poem
Who is an image of divine love!
Still she loves me without any demand
And her divine love will be continued more after my death
She promised me!
Sandip Goswami
very nice poem...cling to this belief, dear poet. a rose without a thorn is superb!
image of divine love - poem, Sandip Goswami, I salute You, Namaskar, Pranam. Please read my poems and comment if you so like.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You were at the receiving end most of the time in this world. Your near and dear ones are out to ruin and lacerate your innocent soul. In the end there was a saviour - your poetry. Surprisingly outstanding poem, Sandeep.