Love...Part 1 Poem by Rajeswari A V
Love...Part 1
Tears boiled in the heat of ur words
And made my eyes swollen out of stress
You said a big No to my anxious eyes
And walked out of my bleeding self
Plight of mine turned more sore
And robbed me of my earnest dreams
To get wet in the sweetness of your smile
And to keep looking at you without fear
I tried to find your countenance all around
Got a lot, but failed to match it with yours
you remain adorable like a deity
who once showered lotuses onto my bowed head
why u turned disgusted on my words
which only carried the innocent charm of love
And why u went out with a heavy stare
Forever from my heart's hut
If emotions were tears.... and eyes the life's canvas! If your lexis are the emotions and this poetry the life's canvas........ This is the most beautiful picture I had seen drawn by an artist of immense talent... the theme of love is much-trodden and then double it up with tragedy..... you will find so many bouquets sccattered all around you... each one of them more beautiful than the earlier..... you have written a landmark piece but just a suggestion... if you would not mind.. the length is long and would have better effect on the reader if you would split it in 2 parts... just a suggestion... a 10 for you here forever!
To fill up the void waiting pores In the unknown depths of ur anxious self You must fall in love without noise And rinse urself with the humblest devotion I must fully agree with Kee, a big 10 for you Charles Garcia
To fill up the void waiting pores In the unknown depths of ur anxious self You must fall in love without noise flow of a good verse
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5/2/2024 6:02:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
love is a funny ball game, Raji...it often beats you at the post unaware...collect the ball and move towards the centre confidentially again good expressive write...wringing out the pain inside mind...10