Then You write.......
Let’s feel free to sing song of love
love will reflects in our eyes…
Let’s sing the morning prayer
Rhythmed by this cool morning and with our heart beats.
Let’s feel the caressing breeze and its love
Lets pray God, its brings the fragrance of roses
Towards love…Godly love
Let’s touch this morning sunrays…
With our stretched hand in hand
Let’s walk free my dear,
Go towards unknown shores'
(I wish to read and keep and to write) .
In the morning when I awake
I see your lovely face in the heart of cool breeze and silence
In the morning when I awake
I really felt you are mine
In the morning when I see you
I am in love
When I go to a walk
not to pray...
I see you are near for a dear walk
I really owe, full of passion....
Not to work
full of mad love
want to fly, over hills and valleys
beyond my wildest dreams of love
and pray, thy, take through
this oceans of love
when I go to bed
I really feel, you are here
Now we are in bed... and in love
that was good thampi...you have improved so much its unbeleivable...keep it up...nalini
A tender and touching verse. I like the first part very much because it shows originality and gives insight. Joy of life and love reflected in these lines.
A beautiful picture of true love Thampi, thankyou so much, you have no idea what this meant to me----Melvina
A beautiful love song to God! Love each line of it! Keep writing dear friend!
Awesome. If everyone share yr idea, Heaven is on earth. tks for sharing
'.............................Godly love Let’s touch this morning sunrays… With our stretched hand in hand Let’s walk free my dear, Go towards unknown shores' very good lines...one must be really fortunate to be friendly with God...good feel, thampi
I Like the following poetic utterace in this piece: Rhythmed by this cool morning and with our heart beats. Let’s feel the caressing breeze and its love…the heart of cool breeze and silence…near for a dear walk
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's so sweet and loving Kee, I like the tenderness in the last line: 'Now we are in bed...and in love'. A picture of surrendering love. I am going to forward this poem to the one I love...Love you Kee, Nibedita.