The Gift Poem by Gokul Muthupandi
The Gift
With lack of words
to narrate my world;
reformed in pain,
much in vain
dove in I, for
love unrequited!
Surfeit with love
suffer do I!
Smite the world
might I, for thee;
smile for me,
wait will I, eternally! ! !
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The gift every man wishes from his unrequited love, the smile.
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5/18/2024 11:25:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
lovely and beautiful, thanks. go on.. please read my poems and say something.