When the two hearts connect,
The distance reduces to nought.
The fog may blur the two eyes,
Not the inner eye of the heart.
When the yearning of the hearts
Sets in motion a silent dialogue,
The process could be mysterious,
And to a miracle may be analogous.
As the dialogue stops, it kick-starts
Monologues of fanciful possibilities.
Capricious thoughts defy flow charts,
And take a flight to perceived eternity.
Forget the submarine cables,
Forget the internet connectivity.
Even when they go to the graves,
They connect through telepathy.
Dhaka
08 April 2014
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Amazing... what does one require more than to be with their love...
Thank you, @isabella Francis, for reading my poem and leaving a comment behind. I agree with you, one doesn't require anything more than that.
Thanks, @Anil Kumar Panda, for reading my poem and appreciating it. I've just read your poem 'You Must Sleep in Peace' and left a comment there.
We always have a connection. Beautifully said. Thank you.
Thank you too, dear poet @Tirupathi Chandrupatla, for stopping by and leaving an appreciative comment here. I've just read your spiritual poem 'Firmly Established' and left a comment there.
Thanks, @Mallika Achuthan Menon, for reading my poem and leaving a kind comment. I've just read your poem 'Sorrow' and loved it too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent. Forget the submarine cables, Forget the internet connectivity. Even when they go to the graves, They connect through telepathy. You always have an unique idea. The simple things become beautiful through your writing. I like to read your poems very much.
Thank you so much, @Ruma Chaudhuri, for your inspiring comment about me and my poems. 'The simple things become beautiful through your writing' - for an unknown poet like me, a reader's comment like this is indeed a big inspiration. I've just read your poem 'Morning Appears' and left a comment there. Stay well and Blessed; wishing you a very happy new year!