Death Of Love Poem by Indranil Bhaduri

Death Of Love

Rating: 4.6

As my mind wanders back
While I stand near the broken window pane,
A breath of fresh air
Touches and caresses my face.
I see your dreamy eyes,
Feel those whispers and tears,
As they blow my heart
And rip off my soul.
Sudden gushes of cold wind
Needles my skin
And I gaze at the dry flat rose,
Which still has your odour,
As the death of love
Is mourned once more.

Copyright © 2013 Indranil Bhaduri

Friday, March 15, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: love
Aloke Mukherjee 16 March 2013

A very good love poem.

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Rumi Roy 25 March 2013

Beautiful poem..short and lovely

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Sekharan Pookkat 08 May 2013

dear poet Death of love Is the death of life

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Survi Sharma 22 June 2013

death of love means everything put to an end great expression a nice and standard write quality here

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..... W@king Up..... 07 July 2013

The death of love is mourned once more? You mean love has been dead before? You entrance me with your words. I bet there is more to be heard. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Wonderful poem. -W

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Amitabho Sengupta 28 September 2019

As they blow my heart And rip off my soul...... Nicely portrayed....

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Ramesh Rai 24 July 2013

beautiful beautiful imagination my brother. a good composition selection of words. a complete poem. unbeatable. thank you so much for sharing.

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Sandra Kelley 15 July 2013

missing the person thats gone, it almost as bad as losing them in the first place

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Aldrich Suarez 09 July 2013

Maybe you're remembering your love that passed..

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Divya Gupta 08 July 2013

Wonderful poem.. It reveals my seems as if it is written 4 me..m touched! !

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