Love In The Hiding. Comments

Rereading this amazing poem is very finest, excellent choice of your words,5 Stars full for this well captured poem.

Very well chosen words.

I like this, but my " love" for at least one of my three former wives DID " go" , i know not where. And I also did " go" , ...on to my next wife, now with my fourth. Life is 'full of" WHYS. Why? Don't ask me! ! ! I especially enjoyed your last stanza. to MyPoemList bri ;) Writing love poems are not my forte, nor do usually care much for them. ;)

Continued... On the variety of love poems, see these to my wife: “When I Should Be Working, ” “The Room, ” and “Island Chain.” Hoping you are well and thriving, Glen

Dear Bharati, you touch on something in this poem I think I have felt. What to do? There’s waiting of course; it’s rare for me to “plan” a poem; typically I wait for inspiration then get it down. And perhaps our love poems will take different forms—like this poem of yours which is indeed a love poem that expresses the longing to sing/praise the love you feel deserved by the belovèd. -Glen

Love and art! ! ! " Where did my love go? " 🤗 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

beautiful imagery of fossilised love

Love can not go. And some day It will bloom As a crimson flower Love is eternal it cannot vanish totally. It's only our confusion to think that it is gone.It will one day bloom like a beautiful flower.

And someday It will bloom As a crimson flower On the head of a grass blade. Love sometimes plays 'hide and seek'..... but true love cannot die...! As you hope, one day it will sprout from the hard crust of the Earth and bloom as a crimson flower on the tip of a plant. Lovely imagination

'Love in the hiding' is a deeply emotional and intense poem. Each verse, each line reflects sadness and despair of love lost. The last verse expresses a ray of hope, perhaps, love will bloom one day, as a crimson flower. Dear Poetess Bharati, an excellent poem that touches the core of your heart.......10

Perhaps it is not hiding but resting in a place where it is waiting to flourish. There is so much sadness in this work, we to often want desperately to find and hold love but it slips out of our hands, thankfully the last stanza provides the ray of hope, and love will find a way. Beautiful work Bharati you reveal the human condition and the need of love so well

Love! Even if it leaves us, it lives in our hearts in the 'afterglow'! A lovely poem about love not gracing a poet's efforts at wooing her!

My dear Bharati, I do not think it went away. I think it is in every poem you write. You love writing- and it shows. You write love poems to the world- even when you might be scolding the bad actors in life. Your love is always there, beneath the surface at times, but it is still there and we can feel its presence. Write on, you give us heart! ! 10+++++

The seed is 'Deep under the earth crust And some dayIt will bloom As a crimson flower On the head of a grass blade' Marvellous poem depicting the optimistic views on love....10

No Love can not go. Perhaps it has fossilized Deep under the earth crust And some day It will bloom As a crimson flower On the head of a grass blade...... thrilling expression with universal truth. I love these lines too. Brilliant work.

No, Love cannot go, indeed! It is deepest within Your heart must be warmed up again and then love will come and bloom again as the hidden fire deepest in mind just try to be kind invite love with your deep desires then for sure it will come in flaming fires! ! I have enjoyed very much of the impressive poem. Thank you so much for creating

Love can not be erased at all... without love life can not survive...and it has many facets too to show its kindness to family, society, nature, e.t.c...a lovely poem you have crafted....very nice

Now the angry sun does not wanna shine the heart Now the pale moon does not wanna enlighten the soul Now the drought seasons do not wanna supply the breeze, drizzling of love autumn, late autumn, spring far, far away flowers, bees, butterflies, rainbows, dawn and dusk birds far, far away dried up the heart field but let me sow the seed of love maybe, after a century it will be a tree of eternal love

Where did my love go? Is it hiding in a secret cell Or it it banished From my circle? beautifully asked about the hiding love

A well expression through questions has been made incisively. Really it is a brilliant poem. Thanks for sharing.10