Open Poetry #27 |
That Rose in her hairs |
ambrish Member
since 2003-03-27
Posts 257India |
While turning mellowed pages of Rubaiyat A parched rose fell on the ground. Suddenly a flood of emotions swayed my heart. Memories of past haunted my mind. Those long hours of solitude and intimacy With your hands in mine That we never spent together. Those smiles of yours with dimples on your cheek That was never for me. Those large eyes of yours With which you never Gave me a skewed glance. Your long black hairs Which you never cast as clouds over me. Your gentle voice like a song of nightingale Going on endlessly forever That I have never heard. Your rosy lips with which You never kissed me. That rose which I desperately desired to put In your long black hairs But could not. |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
oh, ambrish, this makes me feel so sad! How excellently you have worded it! |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
I came back to click it into my library... |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Sounds painful, however it would have turned out...unless you chose a thornless rose.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
beautifully sad write |
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