When My Love Feels That She Is Free... Poem by Saheb Mohapatra
When My Love Feels That She Is Free...
When my love feels that she is free,
She flies beyond my sky with winged creatures,
Sending tears ever hurting me,
For love's not a matter of days and then departure,
Freedom from love means not to betray,
But these tiny detachments keep making tears,
Love shall be love, which even betrayers say,
For an impediment here's night's sun, yet not a fear.
With no sign of me, you, in your empty streets,
Be crying for me whom once you had hurt,
With those street lamps lighting love's weird feats,
And joining broken hearts which love's hands had got,
Ever be futile shall love be without shrieks with haste,
For this shan't go in vain bringing smiles with no rest.
Temporary separations and withdrawals will only make love stronger! So there is no need to lose hope! Wait for the days when tears will be replaced by smiles! A sweet poem on love!
Feelings of love so well brought out with loving and touching words really makes this piece phenomenal.......10/10........very nicely composed
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 7:13:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Rose leaves when the rose is dead, Is heaped for the beloved's bed, And so thy thought when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. (P.B.C. Shelley) Nice poem and the picture is also nice..............10