Right now, standing on this beautiful beach
I can see, I can feel the hugeness of this world;
The restless tides here constantly play
Giving us a hope to become enriched.
Love seems to sit silently being a herald
And listening some dulcet tunes all the day.
From here, this silent beach to world's door,
Only the pertaining of deepest choirs will be our lore.
Here love declares herself to be immersed in whole day.
Here no sadness, no burdens, no hastiness,
nothing to pursue for a false desire,
Here just madness in love-only love
Jumbling itself with the tides of bay.
Come with your some wondrous instruments being a player
And here just thoughtlessly play.
Here I want to stay forever, yes forever...
May not my letters of love be wiped out in clays,
May not be bleached in greyness of days.
Such an interesting poem, Bibhakar..... a highest mark of 10+++++
victory of love over hatred
This is a beautiful poem on love and life related to nature having stunning expression with nice collocation. The constant playing of restless tides is fantastic. Thank u my dear Bibhakara keep the ball rolling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
I am thankful to my readers for perceiving the meaning of my lines