"You are riding on my nerves"
You say, and push me away
With your hands so divine,
But little did you know,
Those firm hands of yours,
With the bright yellow sunshine in them
Was aiding me through the dark
Without your permission
"I don't need you, go away! "
You say, and show me the door
With one of your fingers,
But little did you know,
Those dwarf, tiny fingers
Yet fingers like Aphrodite of yours,
Was filling the gaps of my aching heart
Without your permission
Wow! Nothing matters if a person loves a lady like this.It makes me remember, The Last Ride Together Of Robert Browning..Love is here pure, divine but unrequited.
I really do like this piece; it's sweet! :) I wonder what relationship the speaker has to the child... Mother? Father? Aunt? That's just a question I was wondering... This really is beautiful.
It struck the deep thinnest twig of feel in me, in exquisite recumbent packets! A great heart-smiting write! Keep it up!
Wow i like this one, definitely can feel the flow in this poem. Keep on writting Shouvik! ! !
Elegant write, done it in beautifully flow. I like the playing words the arrangement of lines..it really a nicely done by you..keep it up for more! _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shouvik, I am speechless it is beautiful in the most Divine way. A recognized light that heals from another they may not know it themselves but tin this poem you have described how it may happen and its amazing! ! ! ! Bravo to you Shouvik you are feeling it. Love and light