I fail
whenever I want to paint
a poem
about you
your beauty and
my love
If I want to write about
your eyes, your eyes -
oh they are bows,
perhaps rainbows.
They just fill my heart with colors
and I feel blue in loneliness.
If I want to write about
Your lips
Their curves and color gives
me a crooked thought
How sweet the fruit would taste
I get straight
If I want to write about
your bosoms,
their promptness
makes me blush,
that I even forget what I am
about to brush.
If I want to write about
your stomach
My wandering across that soft plain
ends abrupt and the burrow
takes me to your womb,
where your warmth
keeps me sleeping
ever and ever.
If I want to write about
your legs -
Those pillars of beauty
grow and grow
like a beanstalk,
I can never climb.
I sacrifice myself for their grace
at the altars – at your feet.
As every dot of ink my pen marks
radiates all over the sinless paper
and violets of passion blossom
all over, all over
I go empty.
So whenever
whenever I want to paint
a poem about you -
I fail.
That is the most amazing poem with such a beautiful message
Ok. this one wowed me.. and that is rare.. great!
I love the way this poem is written. Simple, yet cunningly straight forward. =D Love it! !
I am amazed...I want to be disappointed (how can some one be so beautiful in every poem? every line every word?) but every time I read your poems...I am awstrucked......
you may try any number of times, i'm sure you'll fail...words can't match the intensity of emotion...
Putholi, This poem is simply beautiful. Your images are stunning and everywhere you have been so very creative. 10/10
Absolutely wonderful! ! ! ! And yes, how we can often fail to express who we are, but trust me - you haven't failed here! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can see the sentiments here... nice self contemplation well expressed...