Till your heart my long search ends
You turn into a hope that remains
Shoots of my desires started to settle
To find a corner in you to huddle
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the most unkindest thing to do for any poet is not to thank the ones who loved your composition here i see mostly older men but LOVE is common to all human you may even now make amends o poet of DREAMS
the close bond cemented between you and your dream....owner's pride.......passionate love in abundance in your splendid verses..
[...]To find a corner in you to huddle Day begins only to feel you closer Drink in you, eat you, smell you and smear Still the eagerness to know you more Gives a tug and leads me to a door[...] Passionate? Yes.. Romantic? Only with the CAPITAL 'R'.... There is obviously a 'desire' in the speaker to be 'united' in love with the 'object' of this desire.. But somehow, the verbs in use - 'wish', 'shall' etc. suggest a very different story perhaps.. The poem, to me, can actually be read more like a 'dream' than 'reality'... We can perhaps never 'know' the one we 'love' - once we do, unfortunately, it doesn't last... Not sure whether to call this a poem of dreams coming true or dreams REMAINING dreams.. Either ways, it is a poem incredibly well crafted.. Thank you for sharing..
So true, we can; t show love, and when we do so its already gone....this is a dream inside a dream.Thanks.
We shall built on earth a nest like heaven With feathers of me and you twined and woven There are so many images and symbols of deep love.. to find a corner in you, drink in you, eat you, smell you and smear, recess of the mind, pulse and cell echoes... thank you. i am touched...
Beautiful love described sweetly Sowmita dear...With of me and you twined and woven...cute. liked it dear...Thanks for sharing
excellent write.the imagery used here very nice.very heart wrenching write..............
deep layers of your being thus I find. a beautiful passionate write.
Passionate like WW and Frah commented I am Agreed with her thank you
Door shall open the recess of your mind Deep layers of your being thus I find I loved those words here's my wonder: Are we meant to know and love them all? Deep layers of the mind with every thought and joke like sudden turns, each beat of heart, the restless body with calculated charm? Hm... Most of us get the gift of one or the other. If one will give them all would other one become a god or very scared will turn its back?
Lovely, a match from heaven, and probably a dream come true. the eloquence of a passionate poetess, expressed in words.
It's a genuine dream of a lovely soul. What you express in this poem seems realistic one..A lovely poem. Keep writing!
Thank you so much Dilip Sir.