Ressurection Poem by Saroj Padhi

Ressurection

Rating: 5.0


RESURRECTION

As you hold out your hand to touch me
In tune with your breath that my name doth quietly spell
In whispers of a calming rain-soaked breeze
That swirls
Inside honeyed youth's brimming clammy cell,
My bones clank like impatient Baisakhi blown temple bells
In eagerness quite a new story to tell;

Your looks surround me like a python
Around a supple body at the high-tech health spa
Where the streaming blood sings of a new Spring,
Your words in my soul
Always like a sacred hymn do ring;

You are the taste of a monsoon-soaked secret breath
That stirs seeds from long Summer death
You are my burns, my bruises
My hymn and my silent noises, my salvation and my faith.

@ COPY RIGHT: SAROJ K. PADHI /24.06.15

Ressurection
Tuesday, July 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: faith
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 13 July 2018

silence noises, salvation point

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Khairul Ahsan 15 July 2018

An excellent poem with an appropriate title and graphic. The metaphors too are unique. I've liked this poem very much and rated it 10/10. 'You are my burns, my bruises My hymn and my silent noises, my salvation and my faith' - wonderful words to conclude a nicely flowing poem.

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Saroj Padhi 13 July 2018

my gratitude to all my esteemed readers who have appreciated this poem....THANKS POEM HUNTER

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Dr Antony Theodore 13 July 2018

Where the streaming blood sings of a new Spring, Your words in my soul Always like a sacred hymn do ring. a great poem, great wording and imagination. fine poem indeed. tony

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Saroj Padhi 13 July 2018

thanks and regards

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Saroj Padhi 13 July 2018

my gratitude n regards

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Dr Dillip K Swain 13 July 2018

Your looks surround me like a python-Wonderful use of simile! Congrats for this beautiful poem being chosen as POD!

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Saroj Padhi 13 July 2018

love, gratitude n regards

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Bharati Nayak 13 July 2018

A stunning write - - - - -words of passion flow so nicely- - -Let me quote a few lines- - - - - - - You are the taste of a monsoon-soaked secret breath That stirs seeds from long Summer death You are my burns, my bruises My hymn and my silent noises, my salvation and my faith. Congratulations for being selected as the Poet of the Day.

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Saroj Padhi 13 July 2018

thanks and regards dear poet

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