How can I love the other?
As,
I have seen a lake,
Right from the top of a hill;
It was like your white curtain,
Blowing against your will;
As,
I have heard the echo of birds,
Right in the middle of a jungle;
I turned around to find them,
But it was your joyous giggle;
As,
I have seen the smoke trailing a ship,
When I was on a beach;
It looked like your hairs,
When I was chasing you and you were out of reach;
As,
I have felt the softness of feather
Which fell down on my cheek;
It was like your lips,
When you gave a good bye kiss for a week;
As,
I have seen the innocence,
Deep in the eyes of a deer;
The same I sensed in your eyes,
When a year was short and a week was longer;
But,
Oh my painted women,
I have never seen you anywhere;
Come true on this earth,
And I will keep you in my heart forever;
As
Here is a life you need to flourish
Come before I get infirm
The hope of a miracle has turned into a wish
And my believe in you is firm
Tell me, how can I love the other?
As,
I have seen a lake,
Right from the top of a hill;
It was like your white curtain,
Blowing against your will;
As,
I have heard the echo of birds,
Right in the middle of a jungle;
I turned around to find them,
But it was your joyous giggle;
As,
I have seen the smoke trailing a ship,
When I was on a beach;
It looked like your hairs,
When I was chasing you and you were out of reach;
As,
I have felt the softness of feather
Which fell down on my cheek;
It was like your lips,
When you gave a good bye kiss for a week;
As,
I have seen the innocence,
Deep in the eyes of a deer;
The same I sensed in your eyes,
When a year was short and a week was longer;
But,
Oh my painted women,
I have never seen you anywhere;
Come true on this earth,
And I will keep you in my heart forever;
As
Here is a life you need to flourish
Come before I get infirm
The hope of a miracle has turned into a wish
And my believe in you is firm
Tell me, how can I love the other?
gud one...your work is getting sharper wid every post.but this poem is showing once again that u feel happy when u r in yr dreamworld and reality u dont want to accept.and if u love what u creat in yr dream u will never able to love someone in real coz when we imagine we imagine the best and perfact and in real there is no such thing called PERFACT.GOOD WORK....KEEP GOING:)
ReplyDeleteloved the poem... i must say i was actually able feel the emotions reading this... keep the good work going :)
ReplyDeleteisha
thank u so very much isha ... i need feed backs for every post i write over here ... thanks for reading word by word and emotion by emotion .. :)
ReplyDeleteinteresting attempt!..kudos to you!!
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ReplyDeleteThis poem rhymes "eyes" with "realise"....
ReplyDeletesuperrrrrrr coool!!!!!!!!!!
these 4 lines :
"But,Oh my painted women,
I have never seen you anywhere;
Come true on this earth,
And I will keep you in my heart forever"
sounds like "M.F.HUSAIN"...he he:):).........one woman kinda guy...lolzzz:):)
hey u deleted your latest post about GOD ... ??
ReplyDeletewho said so ... its there ... stilll
ReplyDeleteLOVELY! I wish and pray to God/Allah that you get your dream girl/ painted women very soon :) very cute poem bhai it brings out thy emotions very clearly...just like in that movie Dil to pagal hai where SRK imagines MAYA :) his dream girl!
ReplyDeletehey chote .. thanks ya ... i wrote it long back ago .. more than an year back ... i don't know how and why it clicked to my mind again
ReplyDeleteOH I c bhai :) ..ya its afterall to say thoughts bhai kab kaha chale jaate hai u never no! kaunsi baat kis baat kaunsi paheli nething thoughts your thoughts my thoughts every one's thots keep on coming n goin! eacn n everytime n u remember many a things often revolving around these thots!
ReplyDeleteu will surely get your painted women....she is right dere waiting for u .... :) u seem gem of a prson
ReplyDeletehahaha ... that poem is a fantasy and with impossibility as its virtue ..
ReplyDeletethanks for ur generous comment