I see
Myself fading
Into the otherness
Of the other.
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All alone, with a promise Of a meeting, passionate Of a parting, meaningful Of a life, worth living of Of a death, worth dying for. Beautifully penned. 10+++
I hear The music of utensils Every day.. Yet my kids feed on stale rice, And stomach full of Free water, Beautiful poem. Thanks for the sharing.
The wombs numerous That gave me a birth Each time I was born, To my mothers over here, On this Earth, Wow, beautiful expression in a very nice poem. Thanks for sharing the poem.
The wombs numerous That gave me a birth Each time I was born, To my mothers over here, On this Earth, On all those Earths, Where you stood All alone, with a promise Of a meeting, passionate Of a parting, meaningful Of a life, worth living of Of a death, worth dying for. Amazing poem describing platonic love. Full rating. Thanks for the poem.
I seeMyself fadingInto the othernessOf the other.Into the orange ofThe empty lips thatSmile at my emptiness.Into the warmth ofThe wombs numerousThat gave me a birthEach time I was born, To my mothers over here, On this Earth, Your wording has been superb. Beautiful ode to mother who gave birth to you every time you were born. Nice idea underlying. Thanks for the poem. Full marks. Seema
Where you stood All alone, with a promise Of a meeting, passionate Of a parting, meaningful Of a life, worth living of Of a death, worth dying for. Nice lines, Loved the poem much.10 for it.
Last couplet captures the best, nice work, gud share, continue the saga
And slowly love reaches a state where it gets embedded within your veins, your breath, your thoughts, and every colors of space.The love in your poems is eternal like immortality of time and space. Wherever is your lover, there shall be your existence.