I Felt His Fragrance On My Lips. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
I Felt His Fragrance On My Lips.
I felt his fragrance on my lips.
I slept.
Deep was my sleep.
He came in when the moon shone
to sit near me.
He touched my eyebrows softly.
He saw my eyelashes sleeping.
He kissed me
on my sleeping lips.
The morning rays
shower me with its glory.
I wake up.
I feel his fragrance on my lips,
on my eyebrows,
on my eyelashes.
(This is a mystical experience. a mystic expresses it in human terms) .
(This was published in Poetfreak under the name of Genovamaaa. Genova was my beloved mother. She died at the young age of 38. I want to keep her name alive as long as I am alive) .
'he' is your little child...children resemble the angels and the angels play the role of the children in disguise......what a thought? You have painted a unique imagery by which a common gets the universality... Thanks.
Guardian angels, love and protect us, round the clock, thanks for the divine message,10
A sweet loving Poem. As I read I too lost myself, Feeling the fragrance of my beloved. Beautiful Picture, Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Tony, this is a quietly beautiful poem about your mystical experience, touches my soul intensely. Tangibly written for the mind to grasp easily, wonderful and uplifting, very spiritual in it's essence. Love it, Tony! 10++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thank you for this peaceful experience through your poem. RoseAnn