Chronicles Of Two Orphans Poem by Paras Saxena
Chronicles Of Two Orphans
An abandoned first breath
An unheard first cry
Cursed even before our birth
Be each other's parent, we try
We're cousins, we're friends
We're partners in ravages
Making our own Gods and legends
Still we're blunders and savages
We redefine love, mark new horizons
We're two mates, not two orphans
We're children of misfortune
We're slaves of misery
Enduringly we build our own tribune
Time is dynamic and trickery
She's my sunshine, I'm hers
There're kisses and flowers
Singing on salacious bowers
Dancing under quenching showers
We redefine love, mark new horizons
We're two mates, not two orphans
From dungeons we rose, eagle spirited doves
We were abandoned to be found by love
And our frowns turned to blushes
For every hue we possess two brushes
Not mine, not her but ours
‘cause we shared the joy and the scars
We're two melodious thrushes
Offering each other shivers and rushes
We redefine love, mark new horizons
We're two mates, not two orphans
Lovely poem- an emotional write. It goes into my 'favourite' list. Love has no limits. Thanks.
it'll be like an honour sir... yes indeed love has no limits.. thnks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 4:48:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
We're children of misfortune We're slaves of misery Enduringly we build our own tribune We redefine love, mark new horizons We're two mates, not two orphans. suffering, .... unfortunate from the birth onwards....... but it is so nice how you struggle through this world to be happy to gain, to find values........ thank you dear poet. tony