There is a scent,
A very strong, poignant scent
Of our glory days, a scent of
Your white shiny skin on mine;
A scent of the laughs and
The gazes we shared, and the
Six strings that lie on a corner.
There is a scent,
A very strong, beguiling scent
Of your gushing wisdom words
And of your coy melodies,
A scent of your gawks for my monkeyshines,
The rolling wheels and the road beneath
That would take us to places unseen.
There is a scent,
A very strong, dismal scent
Of your ignorant gait, a scent of
Your silence, the dead quirks
And the days bereaving me of you.
There remains nothing but a scent of you.
The concept is wide, the words are mild, even the poet is in deep revered emotion, stark. I love it!
The fragrance of her presence moment is felt.U wrote it nicely.Aapono moner madhuri mishaye...Superb! 10+
You have the talent...now don't stop writing. the world wants to read what you have to say. :) Charles Anthony Albert.
really remarkable.....you sure got talent sir.......thanks for the inviting me it was worth coming here........please do write more
very deep insightful poem.......loved the expressions and your style too.lovely really
this gave me goosebumps and even gathered a solitary tear... very rarely happens... bravo... extremely beautiful..tyvm karen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A strong though sad poem for a beloved! You're mighty talented! I'm hooked on your poetry!