'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.
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sweet beautiful love and music..loved it 'The great ambition of women is to inspire love' - Moliere .................................... Moon Moonlit And then moon-river in it Noon? No no Listen soon my love how meet'.
‘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
full of imagination... nice...