*** Telepathy *** Poem by ANJALI SINHA
*** Telepathy ***
TELEPATHY
The lovers,
pining, separated
no proximity
by an interstellar distance.,
Still their heart’s antenna
receives each other’s
passions in an instant,
for they have committed
a grave love crime,
that manacles their heart
with invisible twaddle of love’s lines.
An uninterrupted connection
not severed even when
they bathe or dine.
Yea! It is round the chronometer
Love powered hotline
That remains open.
From blushing vespers sunset,
to flushing matinal sunshine.
Nay,
one doesn’t require to pay
Bill or fine.
The heavenly broadband transmits
Images, emotions and passions,
Without earthly eyesores
tall towers and stoic stations.
The delectable divine lines carrying
Sensual waves reverberating in dancing motions
ringing other’s hearts
stirring their emotions.
The intrusive enigmatic connection remains
Opened even against their own will
inundating their heart
with pain tinged love thrills.
(IS THIS A BENEDICTION OR A MALEDICTION)
4-12-2008
anju... you are that...that love...that nothingness... a dropp in that ocean...the supreem soul.... i do not know your face...but i know you... beautiful thought....10 votes...
Telepathy in lovers, Absolutely you know with out words, words are but the kiss with which lovers play, twaddle no, because words give meaning, you both know but it's that intermate touch that means so much, does it not Anjali..? Andy 10
If there is no bill or fine Then why wise refrains from committing this lovely crime In which one doesn’t need to pay And love’s line are opened night and day Perhaps peace is the prize paid by the lovers To get connection from God’s server. Good write 10++A+++
WOW! ..The way of love..the secret of its connection..telepathy! Very well penned..Very vivid words..well expressed... Great poem! ..A piece of art!
The spiritual part of the poem... The lovers, pining, separated no proximity by an interstellar distance., Still their heart’s antenna receives each other’s passions in an instant, for they have committed a grave love crime, that manacles their heart with invisible twaddle of love’s lines. An uninterrupted connection not severed even when they bathe or dine. You proved that Scientists or students of any faculty can be good poets.. These lines are those lemmas... The heavenly broadband transmits Images, emotions and passions, Without earthly eyesores tall towers and stoic stations. The delectable divine lines carrying Sensual waves reverberating in dancing motions ringing other’s hearts stirring their emotions. Thanks for the amalgam of beauty, intelligence and emotions in the most perfect proportions. Subhas
Incurably romantic! Beguilingly passionate! ! Ten compulsively dr. sakti
Come let us share our loneliness Come let us end this jinx of shyness This shyness...mine..yours across the distance measured in oceans....yes measured it can be in my strings, in your dreams of love, in my eyes which is rendezvous in this ambience with some unknown music of heartbeats., this moment with the momentum of my heart, this mind sometimes passionate this soul all compassionate this body as the captive of dreams, sleeping in your dreams of love, weaved in my eyes is your dreams Every moment of life was this lonely As there was gloomy obscurity everywhere In reticence i was alone and unsure, of any usher, of rains, of any twilight weaved in my dreams And as i found you, and you invented me those lost fragrance, those lost ambience, in my silence i have lost my long prevailing loneliness Wish i now always live, and my dreams weave under your tresses, the cascading fountains of love and now am sure i can forsake the entire world and never think of it when you are with me and let the ambience, this moment of truth which i always longed for in those darkness, in these silence narrate our silhouette of silence in this ambience. I am just carried away by your words. I dedicate the above words to you endorsed by your grandfather and may his sould rest in peace.Let me pray for him and stand by the side of her bereaved daughter, my mom. +++++++++10 back to the world again.
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4/26/2024 2:33:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hey! Microbiologist........... dats Y I was having telepathy dat u r doing dissection on me......... in ur lab......... and I ve telepathed dat U r playing wid my heart........ rolling it over in ur hands................