O! This love like nets
Cast deep to rest
In harsh and still rivers
Rivers like pools
Pools of many hearts,
Hearts like fishes
Fishes in the rivers.
They swim to left and right
They swim all nooks and crannies
Hardly would they know
Whose nets they will fall in
Until the day is come
Until the nets are lifted
All fishes know their path.
All human comes and go
All humans lives and grow
Hardly would one know
Whose love he will fall in
Until the day is come
Until the heart finds it’s key
All humans find their loves.
Love like a net
Patience is the word.
Lovely poem. Shows your talent for fishing and to compare the net to that, that shelters and covers love is lovely. Very poetic and well written,
Anyway, you have written a new idea...love is a net....I feel love from different uspect. To me, love is a way to reach the oceanic soul, where all fishing ends its utility. Love is the highest reach of mankind where all the material nets transformed into refraction of eternal light.....Good poem yet. Write more. Thank you........10 Regards, pranab
Wonderfully written. Good use of talent. I liked it very much. Keep writing dear.
Once again a wonderful poem that can be understood by all, you are a unique talent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is such a unique experience; it is both thrilling and filling. You have depicted the the diffrent twists and turns of finding love very well. Thanks for sharing!