Hopeflly this little piece may find some use, at some point of time in my otherwise doomed existence in the big gay city of Berlin.
As beautiful as a blooming flower,
As spontaneous as a flowing river;
As gracious as a wild deer
You are every man's dream my dear.
Like the wind which knows no frontiers,
you are blissfully unaware of all insecurities and fears;
With the enthusiasm of a child,
Your unbridled spirit runs wild;
It is a dream to flow with you,
and to see everything afresh and new;
With adventures at each point of our journey
what do you think of it my lady ?
About Me
- Rider on the storm
- Berlin, Berlin, Germany
- " When critics disagree, the artist is in accord with himself."......So says the great man "Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde."
5 comments:
A much better effort than the last one! And while at it, why switch to poetry all of a sudden? I prefer general ramblings than poems but this isn't my blog.
thx man, still learning, esp the metres and all, so initially just the rhyme and bla bla bla......... felt can express myself better in poems than prose, mre freedom in poetry.......this is what i feel
exactly ! i m more entertained by ur naansense than poetry! its for the subtler beings anil and u --- :)
neways ... this poem was smooth, whether its good or otherwise ... i cant say !
kishore its indeed subtle, its not about a girl, its about the theoreis i keep coming up with each time.........or the way of living.........
Its just the same way i assume!! Its very good....impressed anil!
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