I Couldn'T Hold On Your Hands! Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

I am reminded of the old proverb ' Strike while the iron is hot.' But then I have an opinion of my own, ' May be one may miss his bus to catch an aeroplane! ' The true cards of life, we do not know, and there lies the truth of life. A beautiful poem, as always, from you Ma'am.

When we are troubled our mind is working so much harder. Overthinking. We have given our all, often too much. Penned so beautifully. I thank you

A beautiful poem about lost love. Makes one nostalgic of one's young days.

I kept running inside a circle If I could break away the square I would have been in your arms my dear! ............................beautiful...

Love slips away - hold on to the hands firmly. Beautifully put in the poem.

Your heart touches us all like no other, again I read these words seeing future light shining.

Briefly have conveyed the message strongly.........................very nice

Some poems I missed, now this lovable poem made me to a dream of reality Was it my love for you, Was not strong enough, Was it just one side affair, that time in my square was very shorter.

The beauty i see these line is uncomparable. Yes we hide our feelings for a longtime. by the time we are people the person slips away and we linger then for a life. Time went on slipping further You too slipped away In span of time.

Wow! ! ! ..such an excellent poem Geehta Madam...loved it like anything...Thanks.