Yearning heart seldom takes respite
from its pensive yonder,
senses caged,
desires derailed,
while the heart wish,
it never escapes the evil’s disguised veil
The heart knows such thoughts
only means bereavement,
yet it remains a mute spectator,
captivated in some senseless brooding,
and it explodes to pieces
with tints of scarlet,
reflecting shadows of yesteryear’s ardor,
spreading on the gray canvas
of his once boisterous love
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Love it! Well written as per usual! God bless and keep you always!
Dear friend, your poems are precious, and I was wondering if you’d like to break the mold express your emotions, feelings and thoughts a bit differently, still in poem form but a bit off, just a thought…
Thanks for your kind words. I couldn’t quite follow you. Can you give me an example. I can then try
Thank you so much Tammy
I love the way you have portrayed the yearning of a brooding heart. An emotions way beyond our control where no dearth of common sense can bring respite to it. As I always believed that heart is stubborn so it never gives us peace till we give in. Ha, Guess I got carried away in your poem, Shantanu.
You got the essence so well. Thanks for your such detail analysis of my thoughts. Loved it 🌸
My pleasure.I always speak from experience..haha
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If I write something inspired from your piece.will give you a shout out.Thanks.
It will be a honor. Absolutely
Outstanding lines.. Love it
Thank you Ana 🤗💛
Just beautiful
Thank you, Joni
So very welcome
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