Those
solemn ties with promises in heart,
What my
soul felt was a ceremony at large.
Those
honest connections with innocence in heart,
What my lips whispered was the rhythm to start.
Those
pleasing cuddles with yearnings loud,
What my
eyes found was the angel in crowd.
Those
loving glance and melodious songs,
What melts my heart was the hug so strong.
Those
memories of spring, when flowers bloom,
What
blossomed my heart was holding your hand.
Those
winds and drizzling and soothing the hot,
What
soaked me over was the love all above.
Embracing
each other one sweet November,
We took the vows to never depart.
That cold
December played the evil,
What
pulled us away was the devil in disguise,
Leaving our heart burning
with passion…..
When love
is so pure then why lovers part?
The game
of destiny and puppet we are,
Fulfilling
duties with a purest heart,
Sharing,
caring we walk ahead…………
beautiful lines.... sharing caring we walk ahead...
ReplyDeleteloved it Swati :)
Thanks Archana.
DeleteLife is so, we have to keep on moving happily.
right Swati .. love is there and yet as per the role of destiny we walk ahead... Beautifully written :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Kokila, for appreciating.
DeleteThe pathos at the end of your poem really moved me. The question "When love is so pure then why lovers part?" Destiny really plays an ugly trick at times. Beautifully penned, Swati. It was a treat to read this poem :)
ReplyDeleteLove in hearts shall always remain but anyhow we have to accept our destiny happily.
DeleteThanks for liking the poem. :-)
It's sad how life plays a villain in a love story. I don't like when love stories end on a sad note, but we can't play masters with fate.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Swati.
Eactly Saru.
DeleteThanks for liking my poem. :-)
Speechless!
ReplyDeletebut I don't agree with the last para...........
Regards,
Yash
The last para is the part of most love stories.
DeleteOr rather I can also say that love is a endless journey.
:-)