Spring Of Desires! Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

Spring Of Desires!

Rating: 4.8


Spring adorned desires
When drizzled in rainbow colours
Pearls blossomed in bewitching hour
While breaths bathed in dews.

Nectar dripped from the lips
While I plucked a petal
From the rosy memories
One beautiful face rose up
From the crystalline stream
Just one face, grasped my memories!

© 2016 Geetha Jayakumar. All rights reserved

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 26 May 2017

One beautiful face rose up From the crystalline stream Just one face, grasped my memories! This indeed beautiful Geetha....! Lovely words couched in the fervent emotion of love!

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Geetha Jayakumar 26 May 2017

Thank you Valsa.

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Akhtar Jawad 25 May 2017

A lovely poem I was enchanted with its beauty.

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Geetha Jayakumar 26 May 2017

Thank you Akhtarji

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Susan Williams 24 May 2017

Lovely! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Nectar dripped from the lips While I plucked a petal From the rosy memories- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I found these lines so particularly charming and alluring, Geetha. It is one of the joys in reading poetry to come across such fresh and evocative images and I thank you so much for sharing them.....10+++++ on this Spring of Desires

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Khairul Ahsan 29 April 2020

'One beautiful face rose up From the crystalline stream Just one face, grasped my memories! ' - That's a wonderful expression Geetha, very evocative. Loved this short poem.

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Jazib Kamalvi 11 September 2017

An impressive heart crushing and animated image is emerging slowly. A nice poetic imagination, Geetha. Thank you very much.

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 09 September 2017

A petal from rosy memories says the poem I felt the poem is a pearl from the memory of shells.

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Hello Geetha, So beautifully penned with exquisite imagery. One beautiful face rose up from the crystalline stream. Wish i knew whose beautiful face it was! ! ! :) Lovely poem

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Impressive work...Virtually flawless stanzaic structure moves with the glide of a shiny new coin tossed across a freshly glaced ice-pond...Stellar crafting & imagescape, indeed. ~FjR~

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