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Anita_a Posted 22 years ago
Wet Monsoon Love
The little tinkling
Droplets of rain
The first showers of
The English rain
The harmony of
The cuckoo bird singing
And the glee
In the eyes
Of the blooming
First love
The voice of
My heart and soul
The humming bird
In my songs
Call out your
Loving name
Beckoning you
To reach out
For me as
I am burning
In the flames of
Sweet love
As the sound
Of the rain
Touches the chimes
Outside my window
The jingling sound
Brings joy
To my soothing ears
And the thirst
In the depth
Of my eye lines
Awakens the dreams
Of us together
And makes me
Forget the world
Altogether, my love
Whenever the dark
Grey clouds wander
Along the lines
Of the sky
Above my head
Away from my reach
I long for
That rainy day
When we met
When our love
Blossomed into flowers
The loneliness now
In my tears
Evades my sleep
All my nights
Forever, my love.
Droplets of rain
The first showers of
The English rain
The harmony of
The cuckoo bird singing
And the glee
In the eyes
Of the blooming
First love
The voice of
My heart and soul
The humming bird
In my songs
Call out your
Loving name
Beckoning you
To reach out
For me as
I am burning
In the flames of
Sweet love
As the sound
Of the rain
Touches the chimes
Outside my window
The jingling sound
Brings joy
To my soothing ears
And the thirst
In the depth
Of my eye lines
Awakens the dreams
Of us together
And makes me
Forget the world
Altogether, my love
Whenever the dark
Grey clouds wander
Along the lines
Of the sky
Above my head
Away from my reach
I long for
That rainy day
When we met
When our love
Blossomed into flowers
The loneliness now
In my tears
Evades my sleep
All my nights
Forever, my love.
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The butterflies of my Life
Have spread their wings
To take flight into the oblivion
Of colorful flowers of dreams
To reach out to the heavenly
Divine beings of Love
Of eternal Time of shadows
And look out of their beady eyes
At the sensors of Godly presence
In the world of emmense tranquility
And rest in the arms of Death
Forever and forever.
Have spread their wings
To take flight into the oblivion
Of colorful flowers of dreams
To reach out to the heavenly
Divine beings of Love
Of eternal Time of shadows
And look out of their beady eyes
At the sensors of Godly presence
In the world of emmense tranquility
And rest in the arms of Death
Forever and forever.
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the butterflies of my life...
anita,did you write this poem? its so different from the other poems you post.
anita,did you write this poem? its so different from the other poems you post.
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Anita, in that first poem, why do you describe your ears as "soothing"? And also, what is the thirst in the depth of your eye lines? I don't get it.
Are all your poems soppy love ones like this?
Are all your poems soppy love ones like this?
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Yes, I wrote it . and I wrote it on the spur of the moment right here directly in the post.
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Well, It means soothing to the ears. and the thirst is the eagerness to see the person you love. Interpretting poems comes from reading a lot of them. Well, I beg to differ that love poems are soppy and of course if you read all my poems you wouldn't be asking this. You can look up 'the swing' and 'stand out', also the above poem 'the butterflies','innocence' and 'sorrow' to see different poems.
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Bluefish, see the poem "fate' which is similar to the above poem in some ways.
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Thanks! I wrote this one this morning...
Came blackout days in my Life
With depression looming along
Anxiety taking over the field
Worries a constant companion
In a tension filled world
Of bygones nightmares
And bad memories
Of the haunting past
And all I could do was
Die another death.
Came blackout days in my Life
With depression looming along
Anxiety taking over the field
Worries a constant companion
In a tension filled world
Of bygones nightmares
And bad memories
Of the haunting past
And all I could do was
Die another death.
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As I hear the rain
In the background of my mind
I see a shadow
In the depth of my brain
Lurking to say
The unsaid words of innocence
Mingling with the sound
Of the continual watering tears
Of the Heaven above
Sighing with sympathy
At my strange memory
Of the bygone Life.
In the background of my mind
I see a shadow
In the depth of my brain
Lurking to say
The unsaid words of innocence
Mingling with the sound
Of the continual watering tears
Of the Heaven above
Sighing with sympathy
At my strange memory
Of the bygone Life.
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