Achromatizing Unaffable metaphorsA Poem by Balkaran SidhuYou never knew how my thoughts for you, were born,under truth of the sun how they captured you in symbolized honor, articulating grace of an Arcadian muse. You never heard my words, never tried to fathom the waves of my rhymes That would have echoed your majesty, and praised your perpetual virtues. You never felt touch of my verses, like rain drops from the heaven Those were clues of my naivete seeking a touch to the thousand hues of your aura. Maybe you never felt that you were the first, still invaluable to the heart who chases you for eternity, You, who no longer know that I exist, I write so that you will apprehend me, I don't yet know how I become a bard. The tears of solicitations lives in my tenderness, Every poem I write is like the reconciliation of me with you Though you wouldn't taste it,would never embrace the endless ornaments of my words Yet I put them up to keep breathing
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12 Reviews Added on March 5, 2013 Last Updated on March 5, 2013 AuthorBalkaran SidhuHanumangarh, Rajasthan, IndiaAboutHome will always be here... Poetry Anthology- http://www.amazon.com/Divided-Seven-Billion-Balkaran-Singh-ebook/dp/B00KQ3668Q/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=&qid= Facebook -https://www.fa.. more..Writing
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