Sambanath Denis

Sambanath Denis Poems

Forgotten love, forgotten love, a love forgotten
And no longer begotten sweetly in the breast
And never more shall I oft' indulge its arrest.
Tis best in the shade of history disposed!
...

Though you and I have never met,
Liker Winter and Summer
Shall never meet.
I hold you clear in my memory,
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As dependent new born child
On the stream of pearls
Strung on as all on a thread
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Dear friend, when we met near the olive fields
So beautiful like sable pearls hanging from their
branch, I had been returning to the great
House. These olives are a treasure to taste,
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Inspired art thou moments of
Asking of Krsna
like a rivulet on dry
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When evening has fallen on me, when he
Has come to me upon the wings of time,
Has lain upon my chest his weary mind,
Told me all his burden that weighs on him,
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I touch the parameters of love,
The window looking in.
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I call to the deed, long forgot in snow,
Buried deep as the passing cold bleed.
As I trek this eary road, I know-I know
The burden doth slow me each step I
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He walks, passing by the nile of Vraja.
The sun dapples in the waters frame
Planting the seeds of shining stars.
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God will carry me through the storm,
Whilst lightning tumult makes it rise
Amidst the wet indigo of the skies.
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I have unfolded in a dream of youth,
Of beauty. Its serene tastes, with kisses
At the shore of the setting sun. As the
Rolling winds burnished the sands cool bosom,
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Ode To Iron Road (Part 1)

Love blossoms in an unlikely place,
The iron road, where nature meets ambition.
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If love has come to us in the fragrance
Of today, we shall be its effusion.
As the green river flows below, our
Hands fingers convolute as we seize
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As I hang, below me the river flows.
Its green hue shines, as I pick at the stone.
My heart feels the pang of love for you as
I think of how to place the dynamite.
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You take me to the middle of the tracks,
I thought of kissing you, we could not kiss.
In the dawn of this dream, we are not meant.
I saw you the other day, with a girl
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Sambanath Denis Biography

I have been writing since I was very young. My continued practice of writing improves everyday I do write. Poetry is a passion that I look forward to doing whenever I am able to.)

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Forgotten Love, Forgotten Love, A Love Forgotten

Forgotten love, forgotten love, a love forgotten
And no longer begotten sweetly in the breast
And never more shall I oft' indulge its arrest.
Tis best in the shade of history disposed!
For infatuation in the jaws of risk does close
And vulnerable is left the breast for a rose.

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