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5th February 2007, 07:04 AM
#31
Senior Member
Devoted Hubber
Designer,
You have a very good gift of penning your feelings.
But I feel that there is too much complexity involved where sometimes it becomes hard to catch the artery of the poem and its theme.
I would love to read your thematic poem running in simplicity.
Nichiroojii
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5th February 2007 07:04 AM
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5th February 2007, 07:53 AM
#32
Seasoned Hubber
Thnx for your comments Nichirooji. The poem on Evolution was written for a student hubber for an assignment. The Quest poem describes my spiritual experience. neeways, i will try not to use complex themes in future poems
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20th February 2007, 12:51 PM
#33
Devoted Hubber
Liberty is my religion. Liberty of hand and brain -- of thought and labor. Liberty is the blossom and fruit of justice -- the perfume of mercy. Liberty is the seed and soil, the air and light, the dew and rain of progress, love and joy.
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20th February 2007, 09:08 PM
#34
Senior Member
Senior Hubber
Originally Posted by
Designer
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YOU AND ME
(This is approximate translation of 'Mere Haath Mein' from FANAA)
With my hands entwined in thine
Heaven itself is mine
If You are with Me, who cares for the world
I will destroy myself in your love
If my breath can find your heart's sanctuary
For your love, I will allow my life to destroy
As close as the fragrance of our breath
As close as the rhythm of lips
As together as sleepless memories
As together as our entwined arms
As close as the vision of dreams
So close you must remain oh lover
If you are with me, who cares for the world
I will destroy myself in your love
With my hands entwined in thine
Heaven itself is mine
This night let me cry, let my eyes run dry
Come into my arms, and get drenched in my tears
So that the flood in my heart, can burst forth in rivers
There is so much hurt, that it will drown your heart
As close as the heart's throbs
As close as the monsoon raindrops
As close as the moonlit skies
As close as the mascara of eyes
As close as the waves of the sea
So close you must remain to me
If you are with me, who cares for the world
I will destroy myself in your love
With my hands entwined in thine
Heaven itself is mine
Our breath was incomplete, our heartbeats were incomplete, so were we
But now the moon is at its zenith, and together are you and me
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WOW
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20th February 2007, 09:09 PM
#35
Senior Member
Senior Hubber
Originally Posted by
Shakthiprabha
Des,
Why dont u CHANGE UR THREAD'S NAME
sounds quite unpleasant
heart to heart is unpleasant??
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21st February 2007, 04:02 PM
#36
Seasoned Hubber
Originally Posted by
chevy
chevy : am glad u like the poem
Originally Posted by
chevy
Originally Posted by
Shakthiprabha
Des,
Why dont u CHANGE UR THREAD'S NAME
sounds quite unpleasant
heart to heart is unpleasant??
my thread's original name was 'Whiplashes' which I later modified as 'Heart To Heart'
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27th February 2007, 03:19 PM
#37
Seasoned Hubber
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A POEM, BTW
Woman, without her, man is a savage?
If so,
Woe man, without her, man is a savage!!
Or,
Woman, without her man, is a savage?
Then,
Who man, without her man, is a savage!!?
These are questions
asked in protest and exclamation
just for jesting
not in detest and confirmation
Fourth is only a question
not a quest
and
may not be just
But
dont beat me to dust
For IMHO
humour is a must
but
not too much of lust
For otherwise
when
troubles comes in gust
then
love starts to rust
and
life will go bust
The credit for the first three pondering questions, goes to NOV, who posted them @ Coffee Corner, Hubbers Lounge.
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27th February 2007, 03:40 PM
#38
Senior Member
Platinum Hubber
Eager to watch the trends of the world & to nurture in the youth who carry the future world on their shoulders a right sense of values.
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28th February 2007, 01:10 AM
#39
Senior Member
Diamond Hubber
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16th March 2007, 04:58 AM
#40
Seasoned Hubber
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WELLSPRING
When love fades
poetry bades
fountain of words
an elixir to drink
helping forget
fury of its absence
alive and blazing
in living memories
cells of burning embers
Then came a dawn
a sight of thousand colors
a whiff of something
from unknown frontiers
a fragrance sailing in
across uncharted waters
A voice echoed
knocking the heart's doors
When morning blossomed
it became flowers
When night glowed
it became stars
Angst buried
joy regained
Rainbows repainted
atmosphere refreshed
a thirst quenched
filling, nay flooding
lonely & gloomy depths
A rebirth of feeling
a love that's reeling
this tossing and turning
an enjoyable onslaught
sparing none
neither boy nor adult
neither poet
nor literate
never loosening hold
nor does it abate
Wherever she flies
there go the eyes
wherever she goes
there the thought follows
Wherever she is
there lies my abode
I am the traveler
she is the road
The lips sing
silently her fame
in the heart's wellspring
is etched her name
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