Just to emblem my passion
My thought becomes pregnant
And gives birth to holy love
In my tender heart.
My heart then remains so busy
To nourish my sacred love
As one rears her dearest baby
With her care and dream.
With the joy of creation
I soar on the wings of poesy
In the sky of eternal beauty
Only to feel ecstatic.
Like the heavy showers of rain
In me a great feeling showers
To eternize the moments
Filled with beauty and truth in Love.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@August02,2015(1: 10am) .
It is a beautiful metaphorical poem I like most. The most intensive lines are.... With the joy of creation I soar on the wings of poesy In the sky of eternal beauty Only to feel ecstatic. Many thanks Dipankar for posting such poem....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In My tender heart. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.