sekharan pookkat


My Gift


Backwaters whispered in my ears
A song of lust, love and lustrous
Palm leaves repeated the lines
To exchange a gift for my Princess

She was moving with her friends
Towards the holy altar
In a chariot of ivory
To show her beauty and majesty.

Her heyday of youth
Made my old lyre active
And played the primordial symphony
To prove my utter poorness

Backwaters whispered in my ears
The ring finger should not be empty
On the eve of rendezvous
And remembered for ever.

We yelled on her arrival at the holy daises
And stood for a moment and exchanged a ring
Half gold and half silver
As a token of my love and fondness.

Mountains smiled slightly pouring snow
Dale hugged in surprise with flowers
Sky screened in blue with rainbow
Wind embarrassed me slightly and tightly

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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For a friendship day

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  • Khairul Ahsan (11/16/2013 9:30:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem of friendship and love.
    'Her heyday of youth
    Made my old lyre active'
    And you played the symphony so well! (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/23/2013 1:27:00 AM)

    The love song played on your lyre is beautiful and the exchange of ring has sealed the bond! ! (Report) Reply

  • Shalini Samuel (8/22/2013 9:42:00 PM)

    Backwaters whispered in my ears
    The ring finger should not be empty/// what a touching and lovely line.. it melts my heart and whispers don't forget to comment..thanks for your wonderful words on my new poem.. thanks a lot (Report) Reply

  • Payal Parande (8/22/2013 10:26:00 AM)

    something that flows like a stream and never stops giving never desires to receive anything in return that is pure love and sir every time i read your poem thats all i witness

    bravo sir (Report) Reply

  • Poetheart Morgan (8/22/2013 8:01:00 AM)

    I had to read your poem several times. Trying to understand. But your words are not to be understood and touch our hearts easily.
    It's a rare combination of beauty and melancholy.
    I think the primordial word here is the ring. That is the greatest symbol of love. Once time you give a ring you express all your love for the beloved and she must honor this feeling.
    Love, desire, friendship. You are a poet of luck!
    Is more than beautiful is touching and we can see the whole scene in our hearts. (Report) Reply

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