Friday, April 17, 2009

Poet and Lover


As the trees lost in silent darkness in the night
As mountains gathering wisdom in their meditating stance
As flesh talk to the weapon that cuts it
As the arrow whispers to the bow while leaving from it
As the rivers converse with the banks while running away
I was trying to tell you how do I love you
But now let me forget it
For when it comes to love
Poet is a rag picker
Perhaps I will look into your eyes and that will tell you better.

6 comments:

  1. Is this D same George I knw?U r Fantastic MAN, That'a a gr8 poem and Did Shankie Ispire u to write this poem (cuz he is a lover boy),anyways nice to c ur blog and keep doing gr8 things.All D best. Harish

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  2. very thoughtful...but love never goes away it rather helps us keep going...its all about faith and love...

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  3. Nice lines dear, but please be careful about the symbols you select. A wrong one can spoil the poetry.... ( suggestion through the eyes of a poet :) )

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  4. Hey george that's a great poem or poetry on love. It just gives that feel. No need of expressing LOVE. Great lines pal.

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  5. George Jai HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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  6. wow...ending is gud. i liked the poem and what u meant to reveal.

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