Its good that you know me not
Far apart shall echo muted pain
In intimacy, a hesitant blush
Deep, in the rush of spring
The surge of shades million
Paint the breeze melodious
Fragrant, the jewels be cherished
In dreams of a perfect mating
Glimpsed have I the
Tempest reigned in unkempt
Locks, the bohemian jazz of
Unchecked hush of whispers
Loud and the unsaid stays
Embedded in my flute tuned
To sing your songs unwritten yet
Its good that you know me not
(Inspired by this wonderful song by Tagore which can never be told in any other way....)
I haven't heard or read the song by Tagore which inspired this, but am sure your's is not less in any way..the spirit or words or fluidity or truth or pain...I simply loved it!
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DeleteVery beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rakesh
DeleteThanks, Rakesh
DeleteThis is just so beautiful!!! I loved every bit of this! Thanks you for sharing this piece :)
ReplyDeleteGratified Ankita
DeleteTis beautiful Geetashree :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Archana
DeleteYou are maturing as a poet.
ReplyDeleteTaking a bow
DeleteLovely.
ReplyDeleteThanks Vimala
DeleteBeautiful choice of words to echo the sentiment of the song.
ReplyDeleteThanks Somali. Glad you liked it.
DeleteThanks Somali. Glad you liked it.
DeleteIntriguing as well as touching piece of poetry. Highly sentimental people only can create such things.
ReplyDeleteJitendra Mathur
Thanks MathurbSahab. I wish you hear the song as well.
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