A Poet - 04 Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra

A Poet - 04

Rating: 5.0


A poet

Is someone

Who, adds a new page

To the writing pad of loving hearts

Who, have undergone erotic lethargy

After seasons of disharmony and discord.


And the pages are

Painted in the colour of love

Wet with rains of urges to live

Longer than their span of life

Clad with cotton of passion

Warmer than the hugs of lost friends

Filled with naked emptiness of Soul

Fuller than the voids of conjugation

Orange with shyness of moonlit nights

Spent with lonely memoirs.

Monday, September 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,love,love and art,love and dreams,memoirs,moon,night,poet,poetic expression,void
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken 11 September 2017

Beautiful written Subhas THANK YOU FOR SHARING MARIO ODEKERKEN

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 11 September 2017

Thank you sir for reading it and rendering so nice a remark.

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Geetha Jayakumar 11 September 2017

Beautiful poem portraying different colors of poet. Thanks for sharing!

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 11 September 2017

Thanks Ma'am for your gracious reading and inspiring remarks.

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Sabita Sahoo 11 September 2017

And the pages are Painted in the colour of love Wet with rains of urges to live Longer than their span of life Clad with cotton of passion Warmer than the hugs of lost friends Beautiful descriptions. Thanks poet. 10+++++

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Bharati Nayak 03 November 2018

Your poems are surely very distnctive in their expression. Congratulations for such marvelous poems.

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soumya 22 November 2017

And the pages are Painted in the colour of love Wet with rains of urges to live Longer than their span of life Nice poem. I enjoy it.10+++++++++++++

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D Priyanka Singh 31 October 2017

Clad with cotton of passion Warmer than the hugs of lost friends Filled with naked emptiness of Soul Fuller than the voids of conjugation Orange with shyness of moonlit nights Spent with lonely memoirs. Lovely writing. 10+++

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Rajendra Rout 30 October 2017

And the pages are Painted in the colour of love Wet with rains of urges to live Longer than their span of life Nicely penned.thanks sir for shairing this poem....10+++++

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Sanjukta Sahoo 29 September 2017

Filled with naked emptiness of Soul Fuller than the voids of conjugation Orange with shyness of moonlit nights Spent with lonely memoirs. Nice poem shared. Thanks. 10++++

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Subhas Chandra Chakra

Subhas Chandra Chakra

Sainkul, Anandapur, Odisha, India
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