A poem is
A young lady love
Lost in the crowd
Of greedy eyes
That poke into
The veils of privacy
And buttons of shyness
And found
On the day of forgetfulness,
On the full moon of deserted beaches-
That sing songs of melancholy
Emerging out of sad huts with
Lust darkened walls, and floors murky
With moist lips that never kissed.
With moist lips that never kissed. Nice one. Great feeling about a poem. 10+ for the sharing
On the day of forgetfulness, On the full moon of deserted beaches- That sing songs of melancholy Emerging out of sad huts with Lust darkened walls, and floors murky With moist lips that never kissed. Thank you sir for sharing this poem 10+++++++
A poem is A young lady love Lost in the crowd Of greedy eyes lovely poem shard. 10++++
On the day of forgetfulness, On the full moon of deserted beaches- That sing songs of melancholy Emerging out of sad huts with Lust darkened walls, and floors murky With moist lips that never kissed. A great poem with tons of lovely imageries. 10++++ for it.
Stunning write, so original and I love the exquisite imagery and the way you have expressed with the beauty of your words!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem is A young lady love Lost in the crowd Of greedy eyes A poem so nicely penned. A poem compared with lady love. 10+++
Thanks dear Sanjukta for the inspiring remarks.