Love is the thought without wings
Over the mist flies absentmindedly
In eyes that behold, a framed picture
Sans horizon and boundaries ashore.
Over those roads of emotions
Sweet waves of reflection walk
Who determines the antecedent
When ebbs follow moonlit night.
Alas! The wise men thorough
Examined the ignorance before
Time and again love claimed
If only it could ever be blamed.
5 comments:
it is a journey then, where only a few are lucky to go and come back to share. Love.
"Love is the thought without wings"
very well said friend...
The first part was thoughtful. beautiful.
Love, is a beautiful feelings.
Siva [Ghost Particle]: You have put is so beautifully and ur comment had more meaning than my post. Thank u
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Kalai: Thank u for that
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Jeevan: thank u for ur thoughts
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Venus: yes and ur posts urself are so full of love ... thank u
Alok
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