Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, 11 August 2020

Distance

                         Pic Courtesy : http://www.flickr.com/photos/joel_r/8538713642/lightbox/


You might wonder, why I keep writing you poems 

Day after day,

one after the other.

A belief, word by word,

a sentence would travel the miles,

Unraveling a message of love.............

Saturday, 27 April 2019

AN UNSENT LETTER







Near and dearest love,
who drove far away,
Your wealthy health, ensures strength in will.
A year gone with the fall of The Green lass, since,
words spoken meant stories different, entire.
With the setting of The Sun today, an era passed too,
Yet, space between us, remembers boundaries well built.

Though, absence of you, rockets the ranging ambiance,
My pulse has a faint trace of your smile; still.
Long nights do rattle the coiled strings of memory,
to day-light concealed, a muffled cry caught-
midway, cloaks my throat, sourcing hollow guts.

The world reminds a little much of you and,
my weakened heart weeps an ode;
forgetting not, the good times together.

Ah! Pen a letter, my hope lies there.
Like the dark clouds full with rain, I am
mindful thoughts on what might have been us.

Papa likes Yanni too, recently;
He would have loved you, definitely,
Share the same cup of music, maybe.
Oh! My mother liked you already;
Recite the hymns together would you both have.

Scripted on solace, a family would have been, ours.
That choice right, bended, looted the-
portrait of a home woven, have I never forgotten.
Forever will I remember the well hedged amber eyes, that shone bright, I know.

And may you always stay blessed rightfully.
As this love from the other side, can never demise;
Letters that reach you not, are written perpetually;

With love,
J.George





Sunday, 14 October 2018

L'Amour





Why enthrall at the decoy of L'Amour?

Ah! din't you notice that Cupid is blind and winged?!

Marvel at the split paint, an art to some eye.


Unstrung is your lyre of hope, sombre your music.

Drowned, your mirth in yesterdays dirt;

Living the illusion you spun with care.


Alas! When he flapped his large wings,

you lost appetite to become a bird.

Voices of fear by night, faces of dread by dawn.


Caught in the fire of reality, a sparkle you ignored.

Now, the heat of embers dry up the oasis of your comfort.

Why did love stop you from loving??


Rejuvenate, reincarnate, revive.

blind to hull and liberty weighed on shoulders,

he flies, searching a home for stay.



Ah!din't you notice, that Cupid is blind and winged.

Discern the truth your mirror reflects in this universe.

Overlook quondam with valor and mettle.


Trust the stay attached to your mast, in thunderstorms.

the current will guide you, being your patronage.

Pluck your broken strings, heal the wounds of his bow.

Paint the torn canvas green, attend the hearts waiting.


Rejoice in the gifts he showered.

Know him right, before owning him tight.

let not love stop you from loving anymore..!!!