Another sad love poem. I’d give this more points than to my previous ones. There are ten syllables to a line, rhyme scheme is a b a b.
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Watching the dancing flame consume away
A browning piece of paper once cherished,
I could see my beauteous castles of clay
That Fate hurriedly trampled underfoot.
I let the pain sink into my sinew,
Let the pictures play upon my heart free
And let tears out that were unshed and due,
For a love that was, but never could be.
Of unkept promises and dreams unmet,
I lament, of paths I must tread alone;
But from within my heart I hear it said,
“Don’t try to share the pain that is your own.”
That sweetest of loves is love unfulfilled
I know; hence this pain is for me to take.
I let them vanish, the mansions I built,
And I’m ready for another heartbreak.
KISHORE KUMAR
This is certainly one of the most beautiful poems I’ve ever read. It touched me…
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Thanks Vasudha.. I’m really glad you liked it. 🙂
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A very good poem… and i especially liked the ending line:>“And I’m ready for another heartbreak.” 🙂
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Thanks Awais 🙂 Yes, some of the line in this poem were written by sudden inspiration, and this is one of them. Thanks again.
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Excellent man.>>How do you manage to get the right words at the right place, and yet keep the rhyme and syllable count??>>Hats off,>Arun
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