The Lost Sheep Poem by SYAM CHANDRAN PERINKULAM
The Lost Sheep
THE LOST SHEEP
Wandering in the wild
I search for my shepherd
Have yoyu seen him?
A black lad who hides a saffronsmile.
Like a wanton beggar I roam on the river banks.
Have you seen him?
Who keeps a profound fling In his eyes.
Not amorous he is Oh………..his his tender hands…………………
I was a lyre on his lap.
Have you seen him?
Who keeps clemency in his breath.
Like a hum I wait on the street
Oh: my dear shepherd
.This hive wishes you………
Rankled mob throw stones at me
Have you seen my jolly chap?
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Oh … my sweet heart A clairvoyant told me
He saw Your entering in to my bossom
Now in my exhiliarated temperament I sing………
I am in you…….you are in me……
K.SYAMCHANDRAN
Beautiful but persuasive writing. Loved reading.
A lost sheep that has entered into my bosom this goes beyond general conceptions..there is a hovering transcendence here which is a sign of great mastery of holding the pen..A good poem
A black lad who hid es a saffronsmile I was a lyre on his lap. Have you seen him? He saw Your entering in to my bossom Now in my exhiliarated temperament I sing……… I am in you…….you are in me…… Simply beautiful, mysterious, magical and esotheric thinking and a bit philosophical. A poet always searches…… and you are a real poet. Thank you. Tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2024 7:32:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
great love, you are in me, I am in you.