Like death Devine thou knocked the door of my heart Cribbed by Cupid Convulsion,
Thou wert a caring zeal, a devout song sung in secret solitude.
Upon thy Inundated eyes and adoring soul
My evening reached the dawn.
The Painful Sensation of my Palsied heart
With grey hair and drooping dream with no light visible to thy feet drooped.
In thy light Devine this Senile soul wast washed to purging Power,
A river lost in the hugeness of sands,
With sudden shudder fell into abysmal depth, with no chasm to measure.
With grey hair and drooping dream with no light visible to thy feet drooped. In thy light Devine this Senile soul wast washed to purging Power, A river lost in the hugeness of sands, With sudden shudder fell into abysmal depth, with no chasm to measure......
A river lost in the hugeness of sands, With sudden shudder fell into abysmal depth, with no chasm to measure
The Painful Sensation of my Palsied heart With grey hair and drooping dream with no light visible to thy feet drooped
Thou wert a caring zeal, a devout song sung in secret solitude. Upon thy Inundated eyes and adoring soul My evening reached the dawn.
Like death Devine thou knocked the door of my heart Cribbed by Cupid Convulsion,
Like death Devine thou knocked the door of my heart Cribbed by Cupid Convulsion,
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I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Prabir. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks