Flying into the sky of my dreams
From the cage of life
You perch on branches & fields
Dainty bird that you are
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Break & break convention. World will be as how you want it, Beauty is not always what u see.Relishing it for a moment s only biological pleasure.Or may be poetic.True beauty needs be explored explored again and again trhough hearts.The only problem is that heart has its own defined convention.People cannot change its rhythms.Its on its own.Otherwise it is a machine.A good and poignant write.
This poem is somehow full of love and great admiration. The beauty in the eye somehow could reveal almost every emotion inside that we sometimes fall into. Good poem. Like it.
Very nice poem, , That's awesome.. keep on writing.. u're talented :)
Do you respect and love yourself as gacefully as you love the other person? If you do then you have nothing to worry about cause you wont lose yourself in the spheres of this burning fire of passion and physical love. I will definitely print it out and putting it to my favorite ones.
very good poem Abhay i look forward to reading more from you :)
''Time never married this world''-great conceptual metaphor, wonderful poem
Wowwwww A flute of reed A stem of thorns A dropp of dew A trail of footprints Lovely expressions! ! ! ! ! ! ! Yes Beauty lies in the eyes of the Beholder a tenner for yours anjali
Abhay, I think you are back in PH after a while and you are singalling your arrival with another beauty. I envy you. Hats off to you.
i seen you commented on my poems so i thought i would return the favor. this poem is very good and so are all the others you are a great writer keep up th great work :)
Great work it is profound 'Flying into the sky of my dreams' keep up the inspirational work for Sho! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
lovely imagery...love the use of repetition in the beginning, it sets a nice rhythm. However, the last stanza is my favorite...I feel like it can stand on its own as a separate poem. Nicely done! AC
Your imagery flows like a relentless torrent spring floods...You have a wonderful sense of poetry! I am so glad to have found your work. Steve
The words just came fluently and it's such an elegant poem! I love the detailed description .. Keep on writing..very impressive =)
So much beauty and sensitivity in your verses, woman is presented like an idol, like an relief of pain, like music that make vibrating flute. She is a 'symphony' that comes from harp, the 'dew on the lotus'.She is all the delicate and amazing things of this universe that makes soul vibrate.'let me revel in an asylum of memories/as long as live'.You extrapolate love and passion to infinite.'As reflections are never the same in every mirror/like beauty in the eye of beholder' This last two verses are the quintessence of poem.Memories cant be changed, last forever, same as the beauty of your love, never a reflection touch different mirrors in same way.Awesome.Keep writing..Cristina Teodor
A great poem please comment on how goo mine ar eplease, well done again
A beautuful write the flow and description of love is like a revult.
A beautuful write the flow and description of love is like a revult.
Ur ecstacy egged me on to send this comment. It is replete with ur utter pent. Ur age befits it rightly. U r talented. U have an end behind this poem. Anybody has noting to tell against this. Go on