Airy Dreams Poem by Latha Prem Sakhya

Airy Dreams



Love- beautiful, idyllic, a lily, in purity.
But when tainted with lust-
The airy dreams attaining shapes,
Shatters the lovers.
But true love is like the tender breeze,
That gently kisses the flower-
Leaving it,
Swaying for more.
It is like the poignant song -
Unique and unheard.
But hummed by the lover,
In his heart.
Ideal love makes the beloved bloom
Like a flower,
And to waltz to the song,
Twinkling in the lover’s eyes.

Thursday, February 11, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,lust,song
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Beautiful love song, caught by your pen. Peaceful flow and harmony of words. Lovely to read! ; D

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Dr Antony Theodore 03 July 2010

this is a nice poem. i liked these lines very much. But true love is like the tender breeze, That gently kisses the flower- Leaving it, Swaying for more. It is like the poignant song - Unique and unheard. But hummed by the lover, nice comparisons with lots of emotions. thank u for sharing

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