Thy Careful Caress Poem by Prabir Gayen

Thy Careful Caress

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Thy careful caress

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Love too much on the tiny breast of time,
Impetuosity of pain with cipher perception
On the cool shade of thy bosom,
I am wordless for thy divine with no conceptual
Way of caress,
No way to deal it or to express with precise
form of word.
A beggar in mind and soul is uplifted with thy
rich accosting celebration of surrender.
In the deep self of mine I find thee as my
Inner being weak and motionless,
As rapturous somnambulism.
O dear thou art one for whom I am formed
again and again and die with totality of consciousness.
In the web of consciousness thou art
My unconscious blessing,
fragrance of existence with existential fulfilment.
This life is thy oblation and immolation
Of thy future for the rootless present.

Sunday, July 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Me Poet Yeps Poet 24 December 2018

SO DEEP AND BEAUTIFUL IS THY POETRY IT FATHOMS DEEP IN MY LONELY MIND HOW ONE DAY I WISH MY POETRY IS AS LOVELY AS THINE ...WELL DONE PG I HAVE BECOMETHY FAN

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Edward Kofi Louis 03 February 2020

Inner being weak and motionless! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Prabir Kumar 06 June 2020

- - - - - - - - - - - Love too much on the tiny breast of time, Impetuosity of pain with cipher perception On the cool shade of thy bosom, I am wordless for thy divine with no conceptual Way of caress...

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Prabir Kumar 06 June 2020

fragrance of existence with existential fulfilment. This life is thy oblation and immolation Of thy future for the rootless present

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Prabir Kumar 06 June 2020

. O dear thou art one for whom I am formed again and again and die with totality of consciousness. In the web of consciousness thou art My unconscious blessing...///

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Prabir Kumar 06 June 2020

In the deep self of mine I find thee as my Inner being weak and motionless, As rapturous somnambulism

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Prabir Kumar 06 June 2020

A beggar in mind and soul is uplifted with thy rich accosting celebration of surrender

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Prabir Kumar 06 June 2020

No way to deal it or to express with precise form of word.

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