This is the part of me,
You want to love,
This the part of me,
You want to take,
That part which I am ready
To share, ready to bare.
This is the part of me,
You prayed for,
This is the part of me
Which you slayed,
Now that it is all yours
To care, to tear.
But darling, the part
Which I saved for myself,
I aint gonna let you touch,
Will protect it and let it grow,
While the other one dies,
In your thorny tending arms
It is the immortal poetess in you that speaks through you. God bless the poetess.
wow... thought provoking... the part that is an integral entity of u... u tried exploring it bfully........
mixed feelings a psyche and physical all in one vessel, a duality of sharing and the sacred independence, you expose more of yourself than you really intended? 10 good poem cheers Shimon
One part dies and the other continue to live, like body and soul...Wonderful poem Reshma...keep up the spirit...Poets die but their poems continue to live...!
one of your best pieces yet! keep up the good work hoping you are well, the devilz lil grl
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. it beautifully written love the title.