Every song I hear in the nature
Is a praise of thy everlasting love
I tune my strings to the music
Of the nightingale's melancholic solo
I am a penancing oyster
For a dew drop of your love
To fall into my depths
And to form a gleaming beautiful pearl
This poetic yearning for love is so sublime and compelling in its beauty. Really a lovely poem.
Thank you Savitaji.for the comments that makes me satisfied
Thank you very much Pathakji for this elating comment which gives a new energy and confidence
Thank you very much Mahtab. Whenever I am set to think about the love of God my heart gets filled with such verses. When you call it beautiful I am delighted
A magnificent poem sir! The fourth line of your first stanza augments the beauty of this endearing little piece of poetry.......10/10
Thank you very much Dr.Dillip. We are all His nightingales singing His praises, perhaps, in solos
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The superb imagery of this write puts music to the hearts of readers. So mellifluous when read. Beautifully written.
Thanki you dear poetess. Melody and beauty are the two abstracts that draw us to them even if we are not serious about them