When Love Sinks Poem by Chayan Sarkar
When Love Sinks
Poor! poor lover!
Where art thou, in mine tempest
Perhaps thou in mid-desert
Or under the wooly blanket,
You ought to be a lighthouse
To shine my sinking eyes,
At least relieve me from love-dungeon.
Already found a lifeboat I,
Yet in vain without thy silky-hand
Those days Belinda- like you
When I sylph- spirit, save thee
Rather now wish to be Pope's Shock
Always thy warmth, nothing but lick
No more demand only to make thy gay.
You ought to be a lighthouse To shine my sinking eyes, At least relieve me from love-dungeon. love and its mysteries...... experiences penned in your own language. thank you dear poet. tony
You ought to be a lighthouse To shine my sinking eyes, love.dungeon and life boat....... fine images you are presenting my dear poet. loved ur poem. tony
Many thanks to Dr. Tony....I know that you are more more higher than me
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