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Damsel's Solemn Wish - Poem by sukkum chang

As lovebirds shew affection for its mate in the wild,
I ponder of thy loving arms that embraced;
With a love so chaste and soothfast
doting with little knowledge.
Now I find myself laying by the meadows secluded.
An abnormal love for night I turned,
And indite these lines alow descending night.
Yet so fond of solitary moon so wane,
saw a shooting star luminously explode.
And makes a wish unto thee,
Of your pilgrim soul's arrival hither hills
Where we once grew in aroha
And played by the shrubs therewithal,
Your vigor wherefrom you'd catch me a ladybird,
Moments we went berrying,
And passed valleys for quest unknown,
And youthful we reached by the hills
Whence you depart somewhither;
With nothingness left in me to grin.
And these I wish upon the shooting star,
'A damsel wait for her swain be met',
Yet I know of your nihility as I turn grey.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Based on testimony of a young girl from the hills of Nagaland..penned on 3 november 2012

Comments about Damsel's Solemn Wish by sukkum chang

  • Yash Shinde (3/31/2014 2:46:00 AM)

    ..........its so poignant, actually makes your heart cry (Report) Reply

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  • (11/6/2012 1:19:00 PM)

    simply amazing write...thumps up (Report) Reply

  • (11/5/2012 1:08:00 PM)

    feels sorry for the lady, may she find her childhood love again, and great write which made the poem look even more elegant and painful display of her feelings (Report) Reply

  • (11/5/2012 1:06:00 PM)

    feels sorry for the lady, and amazing write which made tis poem look even more painful (Report) Reply

  • (11/5/2012 12:54:00 PM)

    can really feel the sadness that is been portrayed in the poem, simpley amazing (Report) Reply

  • Sukkum Chang (11/4/2012 2:42:00 AM)

    and thank you my dear brotherlike pal Yash Shinde and my sweet fren Shivani Misra for your lovely comments (Report) Reply

  • Sukkum Chang (11/4/2012 2:41:00 AM)

    And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.: Abraham Lincoln
    happy birthday my dear poemhunter pal sir Thomas A Robinson: -) may God bless you more and more.and thank you for the wonderful comments i m deeply honoured..
    (Report) Reply

  • Yash Shinde (11/4/2012 12:37:00 AM)

    great imagery...........................beautiful and very nice iidea loved it keep it up :) (Report) Reply

  • (11/3/2012 10:27:00 PM)

    A very nice poem..
    Keep writing..u can go miles away..
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 6, 2012

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