'The great ambition of women is to inspire love'
- Moliere
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Moon
Moonlit
And then moon-river in it
Noon?
No no
Listen soon my love how meet'.
she calls me, rolls me, tells me, bells me, , , , I am runing into the sun....the other galaxy whisper- the lover of the earth within you….the sun smiles…I am burnt but not as burnt to ashes......
......My moon-river comes as I need swim.....my whim bubble..I swim, yea, I swim in love timeless.......all of my ifs and griefs, cheers and tears become breeze of twilight.....It's an evolution of her inspire.
O my moon-river, you know that my whim ignite me to swim.....otherwise I am dead....Otherwise I can not pass through the bridge between body and spirit.
©copyright by sarwar chowdhury. all rights reserved.
Light reflecting forms sparkiling ripples, moon lit river flows with love for all
Good poem Sarwar...imaginative piece, passonate...nice, seeing you coming back to PH...thanks...10
‘It's an evolution of her inspire…’ JUST LIKE MU MU MU* LINE. Excellent and intolerably passionate Sir. Ten ++ Ms. Nivedita UK * Love niv
A great poem with lunar images that impress the reader with vividness and originality, thanks for sharing very much, Sarwar. Y.M.
The great ambition of a women is to inspire love.. And the fate of a man is to fall for the trap. Lovely piece. Deserves a 10.
New. Fresh. lively. incredible. very sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very creative and entertaining write. well done! : -)