When at first we met each other
We were trekking toward the peak
With first love and expectations
We trod the path, we trod the path.
Then we came to live together
And dived deep down the sea
met coral reefs and pack of sharks
And had friends-the dear dolphins.
Now we both are well read books
pages are little yellowish
The books are breathing in book shelf
Waiting for a touch, re-reading.
Love is a spiritual experience, a voyage of bliss that is fraught with stumbling blocks. It needs careful nurturing at all times to maintain its blissful nature. A lovely poem, well articulated and insightfully penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing Sumit. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
A Wonderful poem. HOw you describe the transition of life in poetic and visual terms. wonderful. gave you a 10.
the last paragraph touched my heart..brilliant lines...the feel is just amazing....wonderful thank you jaya
Beautiful how you have used nature to symbolize the various stages of love. Gave you a big 10!
Wow, a beginning of something beautiful, thought met challenges along the way, but also met some good too, and at d end it was as beautiful as the beginning. Wonderful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
waiting to be touched once again. Nice work. Thansk for sharing.