He was before his beloved,
Kneeling on his thighs……..
His shoulders were down,
With his soulful cries…….
...
Behold me!
And the beauty of my soul……..
Descry my eyes!
And the message they hold……….
...
Once upon a time in a ferry
Sailed a lovely dyad
One was the prince of verna
Other was the princess of Syad
...
Beyond the tattered window pane,
A gruesome, dominant world lies.
Facing the broken reflection of mine,
In the broken pane I meet my eyes…
...
My beats ceased
When you left me alone……………………
My heart cried
In a monotonous tone………………………..
...
Ready for a kiss did sun rise,
gleaming, shimmering in the April sky,
had set to bloom bouquets of love,
a rose among them caught my eye...
...
From the farthest of Hebrides
A letter came all way through the sea
I opened its flap, read the name
Oh its for me!
...
In life's illusion I am lost
Unable to make my boat row
In vast ocean of world's desires and pleasures
I go with the life's flow………………..
...
Eyes waiting for her swain's arrival
Peeps through moon lit paths
in the midst of solitude
eyes seek his glance......
...
I saw her as she
moved down the sky
her glittering face
I captured in my eye…………………
...
Truth never held by barriers
Finds a way to rush out
The same truth sets barriers
Between friends, turning them lout
...
Hidden behind the curtains of mystery
People live in today's world
Innumerable number of faces they show
But the real face yet to be unfurled
...
He rose from Earth
As an idol of clod
A child of virtues
A creation of god............
...
To Bosom Thee.....I'Ll Rise.....
He was before his beloved,
Kneeling on his thighs……..
His shoulders were down,
With his soulful cries…….
Slid down his cheeks, like shiny pearls,
The tears that his doleful eyes had shed….
Was held in them a vision of his mistress,
Who lied helpless in her cold deathbed….
Bowing his head, lifting hands in plea,
Breaking the silence, quoth he-
____”Once bound with the essence of thee
____I'll wash the coast like a restless sea”
____”Powered by love my heart did bore,
____I’ll trace your impressions on the sandy shore….”
____”Turning stones time does flow,
____a model of valor, should you lie so low? ”
____”your mellow fragrance in the darkness behind,
____tell me my precious, where will I find? ”
She raised her eyes, deep as a sea,
In a soothing voice, quoth she-
____”See the alluring florets of rose that,
____bloom opening their carmine lips, ”
____”With a mellow scent, they invite,
____butterflies to deliver a kiss…..”
____”In blossom of rose you shall see me,
____that blooms with the kiss of thee..”
____”Amongst trodden hopes and dismal cries,
____like the sun of hope I will rise! ”
____”Thus like a rose dwelling
____in the eyes of thee”
____”In curls of petals,
____You shall find me…”
With his blood hitting his veins like an edgy sea,
In a painful voice quoth he-
____”Every blossom does wither with time,
____every Bonnie creation someday declines.”
____”In the withered remnants dispelled behind
____ tell me my love where would I find? ”
Wiping the tears his had shed.
With calmness of a sage, his beloved said-
____”If you wash the shore like a restless sea.
____in spiriting rivers you shall find me..”
____”Which through meandering turns do make their course,
____and cut through boulders to reach their source…”
____”Like a river unifying with salinity of the sea,
____I lose my soul, and ally with thee..”
____”If like a graceful dove you’ll appraise the sky, ____
____like a breeze from the surface, I’ll rise” ____
____”Like a phoenix that rises from ashes to life, ____
____to wipe your tears from dust I’ll rise”____
____”Like an angel that dwells in heavenly paradise, ____
____to empower the oceanic tides, like moon I’ll rise”____
____”In my portrait I’ll live that dwells in your eyne,
____Like a fragrance that scents I’ll rise” ____
- - -”Search me not the remnants behind,
- - -But in the stillness of your soul, me you’ll find”
- - -Mortals do vanish, true love never dies…
- - -To bosom thee, from dead I’ll rise….
______________________
The pearls slid smoothly over his facial curls,
And wet the still heart that bore his name…
The silent heart of a sacred soul,
Dipped in the bloody tears, pious it became……
Copyright © Yash Shinde 2014
Yash is really a very great poet...! he just don't writes but copy the emotions from his heart...! i love his style very much...!
The best way to create a poem is through your experiences and your emotions. Your works clearly shows that you have the ability to apply both in your writings very well. And for someone so young, you have a lifetime ahead of you to hone this gift and reach even greater heights. I wish you all the best. Sincerely Philo Yan
I am amazed with the quality of your writings at such a tender age. You are god-gifted.. All the best.
Hi Yash, apologies for the delay in getting back to you, I read your poems and the only advice I would give to you is keep writing the way you do, '' I Carved Your Name In My Heart '' is a beatiful expression of love and contentment. As you are still young you must look at developing your own style of writing and you can only do this by experimenting with words and feelings that come from within your soul. One tip I would give to any writer is to keep a pen and paper as a constant companion by your side as ideas and words will hit you anytime and anywhere and if not written down at that moment they could be gone forever. As for improving your language I would have to say that is for us to improve on rather than you I can only speak one language and in Britain even that causes problems with our regional accents. You will find that by looking objectively at every poem you write and read you will feel the urge to make your next one even better, just keep writing and learning as you go and you will meet your goal. When you have a talent such as yours you just need to nurture it carefully, never be afraid to experiment with different styles and don't ever be afraid of criticism, there are those who criticise just for the sake of it and others who are genuine in what they say, utilise all comments regardless of type to make your next writings even better. God bless and good wishes for the future. Bri Mar Bri Mar
Yash Shinde is an excellent poet.Reading his write is a beautiful experience.The way he expresses his feelings and thought is remarkable.
excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem
you are a truly great poet, someone who should be in the all time top 500 poets here on poemhunter
the rosy lay is brilliant, no more words needed, just brilliant, thank you
the rosy lay beautiful poem Yash, well written just perfect, thank you
Sometimes wisdom comes from young hearts. As I read your poem, I am convince that you have enbarked on a journey that will take you to great heights. Keep on writing, express your thoughs and continuue to humble. Great job.