In The Far Meadowland Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
In The Far Meadowland
I'll walk up to her
seek her hand
one September
in the far meadowland!
Where the grass grows tall
the sky is low
dreams are small
hearts aglow!
I'll walk up to her
taste her lip
one September
love her deep!
Where the winds don't cease
in their song
just one kiss
grows love long!
I'll walk up to her
to read her eyes'
shining star
she can't disguise!
Where the needs are small
in reach is sky
giving easy is all
in love to die!
Oneday you shall meet her in the far meadow land, give her a warm kiss and drain out all the love you have stored in your heart...... She may be waiting for this long awaited union in the far rims of the Earth! Beautiful!
Your heart is making plans for one September - maybe not this one, but some September your longing will be fulfilled. So nice to read.
Great imagery coupled with a fervent longing for love far from madding crowd in a meadowland............. very well composed....sir
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Oneday you shall meet her in the far meadow land, give her a warm kiss and drain out all the love you have stored in your heart...... She may be waiting for this long awaited union in the far rims of the Earth! Beautiful!