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Ravindra Kumar

Rookie (02 July 1951 / India)

My Love


Standing silent close to Kaveri reach,
Watching vary fountain which night please,
In middle blossom of unsteady plant,
Being indulge with various vision haunt.
Along the beauty dissolved my offer,
I was infatuated in love indescribable manner.

No sooner than that music flow,
All at once water sparks glow.
By ogle display confirmed pair deadly pact rest.
And put hands tide round each waist.
Within period merely couple a day,
Agree to run both on single way.

A soaring airship disturbed our pleasure
Harshly snatched her looks from arms mine forever.
There were cloudy sky near those mountain
Violent storm too approached drain out plane.
How sad was thee trip to B'lore shine,
Made vanish present as fairy tale genuine.

Perhaps, none accounts definite what would happen,
Rare enjoys life replete, many fade uncertain.
It is pre-determines every lot before hence.
The man has skilled accustom structure accordance.
While an individual's regular purity convinced Him,
Only may trial complete his crack courteous whim.

Love and sex known as supplement,
Any be effective prior in adherent,
Just satisfaction of obstinate body illustrate sex,
But love is lasting long till universe.
If a man bounds with sensual lore,
Ne'er gets limit, well! I am sure.

My love touch pride of wide majesty.
Doesn't need tedious effort advent sanctity.
Let proper close destiny matter jollifying.
Yet I shall preserve idol always undying.
Neither time could decay nor death blot,
Thy name will survive period breathes little art.

Submitted: Saturday, February 16, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 04, 2013

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It is an autobiographical poem pertaining to instant love.

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  • Rookie Ravindra Kumar (2/18/2013 5:27:00 AM)

    In this autobiographical poem power of true and sincere love is being glorified. No doubt, love and sex is considered as complement of each other but sex satisfies mere sensual pleasure compare to it true love always touches apex of glory. It's depth is fathomless. It does not need shelter to show grandeur. (Report) Reply

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