Being Loved…

7

Love…
Your Vitreous Eyes …
neither Sovereign …nor pale…
hiding your innocent flush,
behind a cloud of sweet ignorance.
Why people who wish to conceal their heart,
forget not to reveal their eyes?


Love…
Even a languid glance of contest,
shall leave my heart less troubled.
For it will give a final caress,
to my dreams on the sand
taken away by a powerful billow,
and I stand… a feeble fellow.

Love…
Take off the sheath,
Rekindle the hope of my dying presentiment.
Or is it my fallacy?
For it was your never born thought…

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7 Comments

  1. Sonali

    February 3, 2007 @ 11:54 am

    1

    Just one word for it……superb!!

  2. Abhijith J

    February 3, 2007 @ 6:14 pm

    2

    @Sonali… Hey Than q for the comment..

  3. ria jain

    February 13, 2007 @ 5:44 pm

    3

    You seem to have a great experience of love but little confused at such a tender age.. probably you might understand it when you mature ..

  4. Abhijith J

    February 14, 2007 @ 11:47 am

    4

    @ Ria..Probably you are true.. but this one is an innocent attempt to understand what love truly means to us..

  5. sank_the_monk

    March 5, 2007 @ 7:56 pm

    5

    ARRE YAAR …DONT MIND BUT I DIN UNDERSTAND A BIT OF IT ..HEHE ..LEKIN ….BAHUT LOG JINKO MAINE TERA BLOG KA LINK PADHNE KO DIYA HAI ..VO TEREPE FULL FIDA HAI !!!!…..NJY!!!

  6. Vanessa

    May 10, 2007 @ 10:03 pm

    6

    really deep…n very well written.

  7. Abhijith J

    May 10, 2007 @ 11:51 pm

    7

    @vanessa… Thank you..

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