Lost in deep and murky thoughts
Laid thee in her empty slot
Blissful is she in happy moments
melancholy in her sober times
Anticipating her burgeoning womb
she anticipated her burgeoning womb
Is thy life futile she cried
Is my oblivious fate nothing but a lie
What is the concept of beauty
an idea? a thought?a conjecture?a charm?
Wheel of fortune is a predetermined course
an accident is a chance in appearance
Solitude in thy destiny is challenged
Barrenness in my soul is revealed
My homely is thy homely
His grotesque is her flame
Seduced by the enchanting life
Thy she rode on masochistic pains of vitality
Strange as it sounds
continued her love affair with life
Hey Vaish..
Loved the poem.. I didnt understand this sentence ‘ His grotesque is her flame ‘. Explain..
Thanks Soumy! What that line means is one man’s sweet is another man’s poison.. It is the difference you have over few things with your loved one.
Awesome! Just Awesome!
Good going… Keep it up!!
Thanks Aishu!