You are the smile on my face, inspiration for my foot steps, and motivation behind my breath. No less, and a lot more! How many times do I want to tell you that I love you, but there are not enough words. And, the words commonly used are not dignified enough! O Love! O Love!
It is a midget like expression in comparison to what I feel for you, and, what you feel for me! Mere ‘I love you’ is not enough. I wish language had such a thing as expression in it, then I would have told you what you mean to me... You are not a flower, whose
Poetry comes from the highest happiness or the deepest sorrow. ....A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
As puss comes out of a wound My anxieties came out of me Such was the effect of your embrace O child of resonance ! As tears come out of dry eyes As breath flows In an attack of asthma As a blister bursts on the skin Of a child An ah came out of
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On the other side of the shore Eyes await for the lonely child Who Got lost among walls Of mine and thine Innocence is compromised Sickness is invited And tenderness wipes it’s nose with sleeve When borders are built On land Or on paper ...Sahar Raman Deep
The most painful Is the loss of consciousness When one does not feel The pain of fellow beings Human or otherwise The most painful is the Loss of a dream Which one had woven Whole childhood In an innocence Devoid of the worldly consciousness The most painful is The sting of a bee Which wakes
Ah! A thorn in the lion’s paw... Wolves dance around! ....Sahar Raman Deep
In no hurry Am I To be with him Or with them The lights of soul I am content In the mess That I am For mess is what Defines me Hundreds of books Scattered on bed Chair is a wardrobe And so is my floor Papers are not in files But mixed
No This is not what I want No This is not what I seek No This is not what I aspire to be I am an atom In the freely flowing Breeze I am a particle of water In the intoxicated stream I am none other than The speck of light Leaving the sun
Some people are more important than stardom or money; so are you. You are not only a person, but my relationship with myself. You are a song that my soul sings. You are the light in which my being seeks to understand Love. You are a you who has made love myself. A thought: what
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What is your inspiration of love? What idea of love suits you the most- only the physical gratification or a soulful union too? You are invited to share your views.