You Poem by Paramananda Mahanta
You
when ice cladded winter
Chilled my bones,
You call me to challenge
To breathe your calmness,
And to measure my veins.
Time is still notshaken
Rubbed me frequently again and again,
Like thorns of golden rose
Stab my heart,
So stubborn to haunt.
A sullen reply I pass
O truest of you,
I a built of nothingness
A carve of silence,
Is not less true.
Time is still notshaken Rubbed me frequently again and again, Like thorns of golden rose Stab my heart, So stubborn to haunt. very poetic descriptions, .. a sense of mystery in ur poems always. love to read u. tony
A good start with a nice poem, Paramananda. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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I would like to translate this poem
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Like thorns of golden rose Stab my heart, So stubborn to haunt... a carve of silence. very original in presentation. tony