Broken Babble

Rating: 4.0
Wish I to paint your rosy lips,
Raven tress, also silvery face.
But all the tints fail to match such glimpse.
Nor my fingers can shape the grace.

Wish I to compose your giggle,
With the sound of bangle and anklet.
But no flute is played to mingle,
So soft, yet sweet note.

Must I be undoubtedly sure,
That no stigma can touch the sinless soul.
An open heart whose love is pure.
Only ‘You’ can feel my broken babble.
Saturday, October 26, 2013
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Dedicated to my love. written by me 24-Dec-2011
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COMMENTS
Ayana Hicks 24 November 2013
So well inspiring! Nice piece. ^_^
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Kalyan Mech 12 November 2013
I wish no stigma touchs your beautiful thoughts big brother. Thanks for your inspiring comment(Indian widow) .
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Poetheart Morgan 07 November 2013
put one blindfold on your eyes tighten your wrists with silky scarves even this way you will find her by her song and scent among millions That is real love Poet! ! ! !
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Vishal Sharma 05 November 2013
very romantic and reminded my love :)
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Gajanan Mishra 26 October 2013
very good poem, feel broken babble, good write, go on. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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