Nothing was new when flowers were blooming
In your garden my flute-string was alive
Moss on the sitting bench grown up with hugs
First kiss was before the child spring cuckoo
Fragrant lips seized my inner heart worldly
Thunder, light without black clouds in our words
There was petals book of raining promise
Stainless valley of love with not written
Before the Lord Shiva now coming up
Scythe of the time in rusted desert grove
Raindrops in sun-dews rub wordless letter
It's chain where you are new afar from me
Chain of promise where child twinkle like stars
Shield; I can't defeat the cycle of eyes
30.06.2020 Chattogram
First love! First kiss! ! Musing along with life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Memories of first love n first and rain of promises engulfing your thoughts. Its priceless moments
'Raindrops in sun-dews rub wordless letter It's chain where you are new afar from me Chain of promise where child twinkle like stars Shield; I can't defeat the cycle of eyes'...... A clever write with in-depth meaning.....very descriptive too 10++
Moss on the sitting bench grown up with hugs First kiss was before the child spring cuckoo Fragrant lips seized my inner heart worldly Thunder, light without black clouds in our words There was petals book of raining promise.. very poetic my dear Mahtab. love it. tony
I can't defeat the cycle of eyes....to all the chain of promises. Beautiful muse. Appreciations.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Chain of promises woven around nature, man and the connecting link of love. May the stars always shine through your eyes. Thank you Mahtab....10