It is pleasing to sit colse by.
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It is very pleasing to sit close by,
To look at the face of the beloved,
To feel the presence, The vibrancy,
Life is a subtle Joy of gratefulness,
The joy of being in the presence,
To be a part of the Whole, immersed,
Life is a beautiful bouquet of flowers,
The water that brings ablution to heart,
Heart blossoms and the lotus blooms,
Without love life is a desert,
With love a valley of flowers,
and the song of sweet singing birds,
In silence and aloneness the desert is deep,
In celebration life is at play,
Life seems overflowing with no fear
in the careful and loving look of beloved,
Love makes life worth living,
Heart knows no fear in the group
of friends or kindred,
Life is an extended form of Love,
Life though dream it seems,
A prolonged emptiness with sleep hypnosis,
Walking and talking and sleeping,
All is nothing but dream in many forms,
In utter discord and despair
heart speaks over mind,
Life on the surface seems dreary,
Mind is a restless state of Life,
Life seems a bit joyous, though transitory,
in the company of lover,
The morning grows old and becomes evening,
Evening is always painful with many forms of light,
The bud blooms and it's fragrance spreads,
Birds twitter and flood the wave of joy,
But it is too temporal and non- spiritual,
It blooms, smiles and slips into nothingness,
Life is a shiny mirror of a dewdrop,
Only love can show path to solace.
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It is very pleasing to sit close by, To look at the face of the beloved, To feel the presence, The vibrancy
Love males life worth living.A beautiful poem on life.
Life is a subtle Joy of gratefulness, Life is a beautiful bouquet of flowers, Without love life is a desert, With love a valley of flowers.... //.... Amazing poem which portrays the life of a man as a romantic observer at various layers of feelings. So much of positivity all around but not without a streak of prolonged emptiness, discord, despair, restlessness, nothingness and some more bitter-sour spices before it coming back on track towards the end. Thanks for sharing the poem.
Life on the surface seems dreary, Mind is a restless state of Life, Life seems a bit joyous, though transitory, in the company of lover,
Without love life is a desert, With love a valley of flowers, and the song of sweet singing birds, In silence and aloneness the desert is deep, In celebration life is at play,
Life is a beautiful bouquet of flowers, The water that brings ablution to heart, Heart blossoms and the lotus blooms, Without love life is a desert,
Life is a subtle Joy of gratefulness, The joy of being in the presence, To be a part of the Whole, immersed,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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SM FAN OF PG U MAKE LOVE SO HEARTILY COLOURFULLY SO IT MAY BE Time to find a Valentine for self by thee