Sanjukta Nag

Gold Star - 21,168 Points (05-07-1992 / India)

It's Never Late For Love - Poem by Sanjukta Nag

Hold me close inside your heaving chest,
And let me listen to the friction of those
Gray pebbles inhabiting your heart.
I'll extract gold from the crown of Apollo
For piercing impenetrable darkness,
Mourning on the air between us.
Green pines above the soiled core of earth,
Crave for that comfortable sweetness
Your violin plays through midnight breeze.
Believe me darling, it's still not late
To look for Cupid's secret chalice, that
Sleeps in a forgotten fragment of your soul.

Topic(s) of this poem: heartache, love and life

Form: Free Verse

Comments about It's Never Late For Love by Sanjukta Nag

  • Edward Kofi Louis (10/25/2015 6:25:00 AM)

    'Hold me close'! And love me. Nice piece. (Report) Reply

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  • Liza Sudina (10/24/2015 4:08:00 AM)

    Your violin plays through midnight breeze. - violin music is always inspiring, any time of life! (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/23/2015 12:47:00 PM)

    Me too going back in twenties again......Loved it, Loved it and Loved it........... (Report) Reply

  • (10/23/2015 11:52:00 AM)

    Your love poem makes me young again
    but for sure at my age it's too late
    lovely to read! -10
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 23, 2015

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