Theme: Love

Spring

by Rupradha Mookerjee
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My every heartbeat echoes your name,
Making you an epitome of fame,
My countless tears, my restless sighs,
Tell how without you my heart cries.
In all my dreams you always come,
And make me feel simply awesome.
You look at me, I keep seeing you,
As fresh as dew, every time new.
 
It all happened by the eyes’ game,
It illuminated my love’s flame,
I discovered it one fine day,
When I was totally carried away.
Your fast asleep face I was pleased to see,
Till you woke up and found me,
We stared at each other for a while,
Till our lips were provoked to smile.
 
Whenever you come in front of my eyes,
My hands get cold, my feet paralyze,
Seeing you my heart pounds,
I can hear my inhaling sounds.
I feel nervous as well as glad
But when you are absent, am so sad.
My love, my life all meant for you,
It feels divine, so pure and so true!
 
My desires melt like candles burn,
Every bit of you I truly yearn,
You paint my heart with evergreen hues,
Am I in late twenties or teens I confuse.
Your refreshing presence soothes my eyes,
In my stomach I feel butterflies.
Soft songs of love angels sing,
Whatever be the season it seems Spring!
 
Image © Rupradha Mookerjee

23-Jan-2011

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Comments on this Poem

Comment thanks Rudra!!

rupradhamookerjee
27-Jan-2011 01:10 AM

Comment Awesome to read and hear tooooooo

Rudra
26-Jan-2011 10:31 AM

Comment thank you very much Sir! Yes, that would have been better!

rupradhamookerjee
25-Jan-2011 14:02 PM

Comment Soothing. However the last two lines would have been better served as -

"Soft love songs angels sing
Whatever the season it seems like spring"

Good. Keep it up

Ravinder Malhotra
25-Jan-2011 10:40 AM


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