The soil, the fluid, the breeze,
The Earth, The Oceans and the Sky
That floated in thy looks
All through, in thy eyes
Every morning, Every evening...
Whose memories had been
My life, In the heart
Flooded with pleasure
On the bed of the mind,
In the dawn or dusk or noon
In every darkness of my nights...
At this very moment
As it has been, Your image alive
Is kissing the valley of my thoughts
As I go on burning
On the mirror of every moment
Every day.
At this very moment As it has been, Your image alive Is kissing the valley of my thoughts As I go on burning On the mirror of every moment Every day. Nice poem shared. 10++
Whose memories had been My life, In the heart Flooded with pleasure On the bed of the mind, In the dawn or dusk or noon In every darkness of my nights... Beautiful poem, nice and lovely.
The soil, the fluid, the breeze, The Earth, The Oceans and the Sky That floated in thy looks All through, in thy eyes Every morning, Every evening... Whose memories had been My life, In the heart Flooded with pleasure On the bed of the mind, In the dawn or dusk or noon In every darkness of my nights... Oh you loved her so much? What a painstaking feeling...Loved it.10 out of 10.Thanks for the poem. Nitu
At this very moment As it has been, Your image alive Is kissing the valley of my thoughts As I go on burning On the mirror of every moment Every day. I love this poem dear Anita Ma'am, unable to place my comment in the comment box, but it works here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Whose memories had been My life, In the heart Flooded with pleasure On the bed of the mind, In the dawn or dusk or noon In every darkness of my nights... Nice poem shared. 10++
Thanks dear Rimi for the beautiful words of encouragement.