She waited on the threshold
Unable to tap at the door
Tap where? No door to behold
Between two hearts’ closed corridors!
She didn’t call out to him loud
May be she wanted dared not
He too could have called her in
Strange! That he couldn’t imagine!
A door open to openness
Would have served out a lot better
Where they could have exited
And entered alike as they liked...
There is certainly more to this than the eye can see -.a mutual admiration and fondness for the expressive approach to poetic philosophy that is rave and ravishing. Well done and far reaching through the corridors of the heart to the innermost part. Thanks for sharing, kesav - arya
She dares not though she could dare and he imagines not though he could........your expressions ring a bell...........but let her not imagine and let him not dare.................for..........the open door is the platform of poetry where both can wring their hearts out with their bold voices called words...........very lovely piece venkat and I like the revelling bit in your soul..............mandara
oh, this is a very poignant, beautiful write.Well done, Kesav.
WoW! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! wonderful poem I liked it congrats and regards sandhya
a fantastic poem in which the powerful emotions are portrayed beautifuly and with great elegance 10+++
I really like this, and the way the simple truth is arrived at, without any theatrics.
ohh yes, a lovely poem. very true. tackles the awkwardness very well. loved it. simple and straight-forward. thank you.
A very novel way of presenting.......I feel it is more Indian; may not be a not much known style to the west.........so good to read.......something like Kannadaasan's or our Telugu Atreya's song......
This is heart felt and pensive writing Kesav. Communication is the key to open the door. Much wisdom here... 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Kesav A very poetically..and poignantly..but point device..and point to point..nice again..10+