Your name is home of love;
The porch greets
With Jasmine fragrance ;
My thirst is trapped within
A tender coconut tree;
Dreams are painted around the shelves
And freeze in ornate toys,
My taste possesses warmth
From the stove in the kitchen.
The darkness and loneliness
Shared not only in bed
But Counting the stars too.
I could touch the
Spilling water from the well.
Despite all,
The WILL of the house is
Not with me
In Tamil- Mazhaippen-Phazhani Bharathi
Very nice, subtle poem. I read with pleasure. Greetings :) Maria Barbara Korynt
the first line and the last two lines tell the story written, of a love found and a love lost. well written! thanks for sharing.
this is amazing! one of the best I've read yet! please enjoy my other poems as well!
a delight of honest love conquer the heart of each life....so beautiful to hold on, the glittering star that to love is a will to accept, the wisdom of uncertainties of life....God bless you my friend...a 10 +++++
very deep, I can feel some of the cultural difference's.. very well written... very warm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice imagery! ! Nicely written