Theres a slip
Between, the cup and the lip
I know your lips have
Tasted that wine
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Godess is the power of a mantra. Mantra Chaitanya. Women are the poetry of words. Mother is the welfare of worlds... All men have only one mother, the woman! Who else could care for us all? Jai Maa! Blessed I am to have passed by here. Restful spot of peace and bliss. Your poem...OM
The poem owes its real inspiration from your divine heart which is so passionate. Real and genuine feel of the heart can make a poem truly readable. yours is one. and a tenner...
Your poem is like the foam on a wave carried to shore and laid out on the sand extremely original as is all your work++++++10 regards
poetry is the myth your format and pictures fresh new world of hatches and the immortal man over your poetry becase beautiful mountain stands..... ..............
Very creative and nice poem.Amazing work.I really loved it.
Certainly different.................., a poem unique in itself! !
unless you are reborn before death, you cannot see the kingdom of God.........and be perfect as your father in heaven is..........a good write..10+++...
This is amazingly beautiful expression of emotions, no doubt extempore, on the spur of moment, but look, Anjali, that moment was divine, which made you sing this song. Keep on inspiring us out of the unending beauty ballads of yours, and your life giving 'glances' here.10 ++++
This is amazingly beautiful expression of emotions, no doubt extempore, on the spur of moment, but look, Anjali, that moment was divine, which made you sing this song. Keep on inspiring us out of the unending beauty ballads of yours, and your life giving 'glances' here.10 ++++
Slow whisper In your hairs My face hidden Every part of your beauty Every bit of your soul Every sense has the power Now resting in peace Counting stars The creation is engulfed The creators are created By the act Divine sleep then follows Your hands on my eyes Make me say In slow whisper Some more dreams
A very pretty poem. Bien!