Love In Other Words Poem by Biswajit Ganguly
Love In Other Words
Lonely dry roads
Waited for our journey,
Language of love was mixed in its soil,
Patience –
You call it.
Forgetful birds
Didn’t know where to go,
Language of love was carried by them,
Continuity –
You call it.
Melancholy red roses
Originated from my blood,
Language of love was inscribed on them,
Sacrifice –
You call it.
Monday, April 19, 2010
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4/24/2024 5:32:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
very nice definition of sacrifice, continuity and patience.... interesting write. take care, see my new poems on pg1.