Why of now, I sleep less, I dream more! ! !
Don’t know! I want to know! !
Why of now, I sleep less, I dream more! ! !
God seems to have an implicit intent,
In it some goodness, He adore(s) .
Yesterday, a pauper at heart,
Today, my heart is a prince;
God seems to have a good intent,
The words I do not mince.
Am I struck with Cupid’s arrow?
Yes, I am,
Am I love intoxicated?
Yes, I am.
Am I struck with Cupid’s arrow?
Yes, I am,
Am I love intoxicated?
Yes, I am.
Path that was stony, full of thorns,
It seems laden with roses today;
Since you met my outlook changed,
All hues under the sky look gay.
The dreams that had melted away,
Have come alive for u again;
All the time you are in my mind,
All my way your fairy freshness rain.
Am I struck with Cupid’s arrow?
Yes, I am,
Am I love intoxicated?
Yes, I am.
Am I struck with Cupid’s arrow?
Yes, I am,
Am I love intoxicated?
Yes, I am.
Why come to my dreams only at night?
Silently someday into my arm alight;
I dream about you only, be it day or night,
Clasp me firmly, be my beings sole delight.
Your winsome eyes have magic divine,
Have exhilarating effect of the wine;
You have captured all my dreams,
From you all worldly radiance beams.
All my questions arise from you,
All my answers lie in you.
Secretly I steal your being,
And bring it into my dream.
In all my dreams of love,
You are my sweet, sweet dove.
Am I struck with Cupid’s arrow?
Yes, I am,
Am I love intoxicated?
Yes, I am.
Am I struck with Cupid’s arrow?
Yes, I am,
Am I love intoxicated?
Yes, I am.
What of a wonderful short and clear list of symptoms of being in love ' I sleep less, I dream more' :) . If I was a doctor I would give you the diagnose, which you already know :) It is so fresh and vivid poem from the best phasis of being in love, the period of euphoria. Your poem will keep the feeling for longer. Best regards, one
What a wonderful poem, Cupid a (mischievous little imp) always flinging arrows. A Blessed creature who Blesses us......Lovely...10
Yes, Cupid's arrow has plunged your heart in love making your life a bed of roses! So, enjoy love the best you can!
Intense, emotional and romantic. May love be the answer to all of your dreams. Lovely sentiments, my poet friend. Warm regards, Sandra
‘Prem Roag’ Love sickness is natural and innate if pure psychic… With a but what body wants..well let lovers decide.. Ten +++ Sir dr.sakti. Please visit my page and comment
We too struck by arrow of ‘Madan’ [Indian Mythology, floral arrow of love] Love is guided missile LOL [a poem of mine] Ten++ Ms. Nivedita Thanks for comment on my poem. Cordially invite to read and comment on Enigmatic Navel Lie Sly or other poems. niv
searching from outside it is better search from inside.......and queries are yu and the answers are u.........fabulous write........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really it is the image of God we see in every form male or female in different angles and reflections and the beauty of God in multitude forms we personify with the being in whom it is inherent.