I try....
Try hard
To flee,
But don't succeed,
As my soul is
Deeply entwined with thee,
They entice me
With new things
In their attractive realm,
I try my best
To run towards their dazzling domain,
But my efforts prove futile,
I never succeed,
For my inner self is
Strictly glued to thy old and refined things.
You have placed here a modest poem. Two striking phrases/sentences of your poem that I liked most are: ‘my soul is deeply entwined with thee' ‘thy old and refined things'. Full marks for this impeccable piece!
Dear Anjandev, the use of ‘thee', ‘thou', ‘thy' is hardly found in modern poetry. However, I relish this much popular and conventional lingo to my utmost pleasure.
I enjoyed this read, my friend, challenging and satisfying at one and the same time! Gave you top marks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful piece nicely put together. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched...