Was there a need,
For thou,
To say I’m sorry.
thou called me divine,
A goddess,
God’s emanation of love,
Noble quality’s treasure trove.
Call nay fool thou art,
Inebriated by ephemeral youth,
Led by blind folded truth,
Rendered powerless by the power brute.
Thou say,
I, thy golden destiny,
Nay,
Not say thou ridiculed me,
But exalted me to divine status,
Who descended,
To expand thy world tiny,
Just as thirsty needs water
And not water needs thirsty,
Likewise I needed your love
And not love needed me.
You have my heart dear,
Full of kindness and love
No need to beseech me for love,
Thy trove always be filled
Under the canopy of my wide heart.
The moon, the stars, the constellations,
Stand witness of my words depart.
18-11-2008
yeah sorry is needded.we should say sry.....heheh well abt the poem what would i say all have given the comments and mine is just saying love it..........
No need to beseech me for love, Thy trove always be filled Under the canopy of my wide heart. divine
Anjali, love is innocent, like a child, just give smile, not your profile, needs no style, doesn't beguile, move many miles
Just as thirsty needs water And not water needs thirsty, Likewise I needed your love And not love needed me................love simply glorified by enlighted soul, superb write,10+++++, thanks for sharing
Wow factor poem indeed...I feel it so religous as a desciple would speak to his flock speaking very meaningful words...extreme goodness here from the heart...+++++10 mmmm Saint Anjali sounds right; wink wink
The intensity of emotions has been captured exceedingly well.
Emotional, aint you! You write really, really well Those powerful feelings, like a searchlight.. made me wake up Awake And a grimace in pain!
that was a lovely poem..full of emotions..gives a thirst for that true love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! ! i realli luvd it! ! ! !