Sonnet Of Poems-06: The Voice Of A Poem Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
Sonnet Of Poems-06: The Voice Of A Poem
A voice was heard
Soft, violin like, as if
A call of the wild
From strange worlds apart
Or a nick name
In my Paro's girlish lips
Calling me to come back
To our spider net home-
On the backyard of lost spring
Moist with frozen wishes.
As we met by fate
But were thrown by life
Off the boat supposed to
Ferry us together
To the end of the times.
Dev and Paro are childhood friends intended to be soul mates, but separated by life.
On the backyard of lost spring Moist with frozen wishes. Beautiful poem with shadows of lost love crafted beautifully. 10++ for this sharing
lovely note of nostalgic love well coded... Or a nick name In my Paro's girlish lips Calling me to come back To our spider net home- 10+++ for sharing.
Thank you Sir for your great inspiration through this lovely remark.
As we met by fate But were thrown by life Off the boat supposed to Ferry us together To the end of the times. This poem get me remember my poem, the bird without nest. A touch of sad love so delicately rendered. 10+++
Thank you Rini for spending a few moments on my poem and inspiring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Or a nick name In my Paro's girlish lips Calling me to come back To our spider net home- On the backyard of lost spring Moist with frozen wishes. A very sweet nostalgic poem and the song of a poem so nicely penned. 10++++ for it.
Thanks Priyanka for these nice words.