No love is as overwhelming and as pristine,
As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen.
When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold
Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold.
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In secluded privacy from the outside world... there lies the beauty of love in private domain. A great poem on love...loved it. Top score.
A beautiful rhetorical love poem insightfully and movingly brought forth.
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Wow a beautiful poem on Young love of youth, how it requires a stable soulmate spouse not hurtful flirty fickle lover who would ditch her for another. Kudos.
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you already r a topper PRISTINE LOVER To read my poems do endeavour
Thanks for visiting. I too have read your poem 'PRISTINE LOVE' and left a comment.
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Such an excellent poem! I identify, " Lucky is he who wins the first love of a lass' as the kernel expression of this beautiful poem....appreciated and admired.5 stars
@Dr Dillip K Swain, Thank you very much for sharing your thought on my poem. A poet feels satisfied when his poem evokes some thought on his readers' mind and the reader shares those thoughts with him. I appreciate your observation and am inspired by your generous rating of the poem.
No love is as overwhelming and as pristine, As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen. When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold. What a wonderful expression of love my dear poet Khairul Assan. thank you. tony God bless you
@Dr Tony Brahmin, Thanks for your generous compliment, much appreciate!
Sir this is really beautiful. Not just upsurge of hormones but a sound wise guiding light. Lucky is he who wins the first love of a lass, in solemn trust Pity on him who misses the offer, or throws it into the dust. When a life's journey is begun hand in hand with no suspicion, The two unsuspecting souls will no doubt reach their destination.....these lines really remind me how such good advises are important to every young lad to make wise choice.
'Not just upsurge of hormones but a sound wise guiding light.' - Thank you Varsha, for such a wonderful remark. Your comment tells me how much attention you gave to my poem, and related some of the lines to personal memories.
Liked the opening lines of the poem. Powerful lines that describe what pristine love is with great images. The ultimate stanza contains insightful lines, an apt ending for this beautiful poem. Five Stars! To my Poem List.
@Rose Marie Juan-austin, Much obliged, much inspired by your thoughtful comment and the high rating accorded to my humble poem. Eve grateful for picking the poem to your 'MyPoem' basket. My heartfelt greetings and the very best wishes, Rose!
A poem that many of us could relate, arrest a reader's mind delivering him into the realm of the wonders of youth's love. The beautiful thoughts embodied in this marvelous write slowly resonate bringing into one's mind beautiful memories of yesteryears.
@Rose Marie Juan-austin, 'The beautiful thoughts embodied in this marvelous write slowly resonate bringing into one's mind beautiful memories of yesteryears.' - I am so delighted to have these kind words Rose, the honour keeps resonating in my ears! Thank you so very much!
A wonderful and insightful poem so beautifully crafted and well executed. It expresses in brilliant and beautiful detail the wonders, innocence and unfettered love of an adolescent. Vividly depicted with nice rhyme and rythym.
Dear Poet Rose Marie Juan-austin, Grateful for your detailed observation and thoughtful comments, which I have observed, you usually make on other poets' woks. Thank you for this grace and care you accord to fellow poets' works, me certainly included.
I liked this it shows a pretty good awareness of how romance feels at that age. I chucked at " Pity on him who misses the offer" , YEAH! You tell 'em! ! Nice =]
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No love is as overwhelming and as pristine, As the maiden love of a lass, say of your poem makes my eyes recall the first one i loved but cold never touch so much of hull chall dillrehta tha mucchul abh kaya hahein hum those days have gone i sadly could not hold her hand she kissed my eyes then flew like an unchallenged butterfly o how i loved her but so many came and went heaven sent but one had the kind of scent the first love did sind times now end...
Me Poet Yeps Poet, 'so many came and went'- The first is the first, no matter how many may come and go later on. Thanks for visiting my page and sharing your thoughts and experience in the comment.
The youth, the love, in time and amid the crowd. Hand held, heart knelled, same as mine. QtR
Dear Poet Quoth Theraven, Thanks for sharing your thoughts and experience. Glad that you've read the poem and related yourself to the emotions expressed.
The psychology of love At sixteen is poetically Exposed, Beautiful
@Suresh Kumar Ek, Thank you for your beautiful, thoughtful comment. Much inspired.
when two unsuspecting souls will no doubt reach their destination'.A great write that suspicion spoils all hope and aspirations.