~ Game Of Songs ~ - Poem by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK.

Ms. Nivedita
[To Poet John Knight ~ Christmas poetic nosegays]
December 15,2009.

Standing you’re
On the opposite bank
Of my song,
Ambulant my tunes become
Me, don’t get you.

Breeze is blowing
Oh, oh excellently
Keep anchored the boat
No more.
Cross and come, O Dear
Into the abode of my bosom.

Game of songs with you
Game of distance is,
Me in agony play flute
All the time,
When, O Dear yourself will come
Take my flute to play,
In the dense darkness of
Rapture-full silent night.

Adapted from RNT [Ref. to ‘Bliss’ for further info]

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Comments about ~ Game Of Songs ~ by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK.

  • Nithin Purple (1/12/2013 8:10:00 AM)

    well written and nice (Report) Reply

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  • Fayeda Vanimel (8/13/2011 12:19:00 AM)

    standing opposite side by diving in to your song, , ........ (Report) Reply

  • Louis Cecile (11/29/2010 7:35:00 AM)

    I enjoyed the rhythm of this poem. The way it sways till the silent ending. Very interesting take on the subject. great work (Report) Reply

  • (10/4/2010 7:45:00 PM)

    Great poem, about lovers on opposites sides or far away. You really express love in a interesting way. Isn't love really a game of songs? Beatifully written and quite beautiful in the words you write. (Report) Reply

  • (7/16/2010 2:05:00 PM)

    In the dense darkness of
    Rapture-full silent night... i want to play such a game too if it is the appeal to break the monotony n perish the longing....indeed a captivating write with words generating the ambience...for deep rooted feelings...more like a painting it is...with bold colors of dreaming a dream n concluding with the urgency to face n rejoice in the beyond.10++++ thanks sharing...
    (Report) Reply

  • Dwi Utami (7/10/2010 9:07:00 PM)

    hey girl what do you think abou game and songs? But your poem is good.gud luck, (Report) Reply

  • Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (7/3/2010 9:56:00 PM)

    words help you picture your feelings more than its life size.10. shan (Report) Reply

  • (6/28/2010 3:03:00 AM)

    I've read this a second time... I have played this game. (Report) Reply

  • Louis Rams (6/17/2010 9:34:00 AM)

    it matters not the distance apart, only what comes out of your heart.
    so let him play the joys of that flute, as long as it brings him closer to you.
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  • (6/17/2010 3:53:00 AM)

    Game of songs with you
    Game of distance is,

    These are the games we play, games of life and games of love. And games of distant yearning.
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  • Pranab K Chakraborty (6/14/2010 6:00:00 AM)

    The fragrance is quiet known, but the applied field is beyond expectation.
    You have efficiency in the poetic-kitchen as a poet-cook. Fantastic. It proves nothing new to be told on the earth, expressions only we can contribute as new.

    Except sacrificing a life, nothing could be more delicious as a gift than this writing. Reader may be much greedy to get such invitation though they are not John Knight, they have no such talent to ring the human heart by lyrical rhythm, yet...yet...yet....

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  • Raju Baruah (6/9/2010 12:38:00 PM)

    ...Game of songs
    with you
    Game of distance is,
    Me in agony play flute

    All the time, ...

    words are floating with your feelings to make this beautiful piece...really a wonderful verse...Thanks
    (Report) Reply

  • (6/1/2010 12:43:00 PM)

    I'm sure he will come to you soon. (Report) Reply

  • Sadiqullah Khan (5/31/2010 3:46:00 AM)

    This last stanza has a different flow, and at the end you tell us who he is. [Thanks for sharing] (Report) Reply

  • (4/30/2010 3:53:00 PM)

    Aha ohhoo sure its very good [poem especially the title]…

    Indeed Niv you try to imbue in RNT and your adoption and adaptation is sincere and needs calorie burning and your work is grueling I can definitely feel…

    Thanks for helping Non-Bengali readers for getting flavor and gamut of magic of RNT

    When, O Dear yourself will come
    Take my flute to play,
    In the dense darkness of
    Rapture-full silent night

    Indeed touching the heart and elevating and tuning emotions at very high scale
    (Report) Reply

  • (4/15/2010 10:14:00 PM)

    a lovely poem is this..i enjoyed it alot (Report) Reply

  • (4/7/2010 4:12:00 AM)

    it has lyrical resonance about it... (Report) Reply

  • (4/2/2010 3:21:00 PM)

    ''Take my flute to play''
    very nice lyric poem, thank you for sharing.
    (Report) Reply

  • (2/23/2010 2:04:00 AM)

    Game of Songs - a wonderful title. Style too is nice. Enjoyable read.
    Thanks for sharing.
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  • (2/21/2010 12:53:00 PM)

    Simply wonderful
    Loved your title and last line “Rapture-full silent night”
    A true poet, keep writing..

    ♥ Roza
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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 25, 2010

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