sparkling dew cries over blade of grass
redeeming slowly by rays golden
mystery shrouds over green of garden
as dawn remembers art of last night
query riffles by nature of resonance
precision happens to happen by bliss
sweetness refluxes by newness of world
soul awes by eclectic cry of innocence
joy resounds mingling into spumes in void
quest lays back into eternity by askance
is there love lost to reason of murky ravine?
as beauty of grace reels up by dreams onshore
soul knows truth of trust by reason implicit
greenness smooches by eyes of grin surmised
heart yet needs warmth of love by craving
moment when chilled by snow in indulgence
yet moment makes history in ages and eons
embracing breaths of love and hatred entwined
into the furrows of days and night intemperate
still we smacks of love resolute in adherence
gleans of love streams in as yet not hurt! !
enlighten soul by divine glory of love sanguine
as quest dies then there by the rain sizzling
like bubbles of queries mingling into obscurity.
sparkling dew cries over blade of grass redeeming slowly by rays golden mystery shrouds over green of garden as dawn remembers art of last night ------- i loved the soft touching mood you have set here sir...Great flow of words woven with fantastic rhymes and diction.....10/10
I won't regret my crying from now on as I have read this poem of yours.....Nice n very very nicely written.10+
From : Ema B (sydney Australia; Female; 13) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 11/29/2009 3: 31: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Re: hello, Dear fellow poet your poems were wonderful you are very talented I enjoyed reading your other poems to. I look up to you. Thank you.
Icy reactions, love lost Virtuous dew, dear poet Falls on the grass every day Sparkling rays only momentary Striking day light dries out the moisture. Cries of Innocence forms a cloudy day Only the down pour washes away... the mist. Good read. Re-read. So much is still there is underdstand...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
cry of innocence so vivid in your words with depth brain storming... uncertain, vagueness still shadowing the dreams.. though seems dead but continue to crawl back to dreams the gleams of love streams..... really a very great write... as always.....showered us with this deep words yet pictured out vividly the thoughts of it... thanks for sharing.... 10++++ lovelots, maia