Rhapsody...

Melodies are her words

benevolent is her grace

emeralds as her essence

bestowed mellifluent lies

Nothing is as sharp as her

Sabre dignity which had

cut my flesh of love and I

rained as giant of words

memories of her at stake

cursed was me! When

my exuberant smile

stored all her lolls

love is a mere word

honor is dignity 

and shattered are dreams 

in a house that never built

for her and me

Reviews

[Manasa.L]

you have described her amazingly and how the feelings were towards her are beautiful too. At the end comes the bitter truth of reality that cannot be avoided. we have to accept it and stop dreaming of what was never ours from the beginning.

[Priyanshi]

your poems are always outstanding....and in this one, last stanza is very truthful.
likhte rho
:))

[Surya]

Thank you, Priyanshi...:)

[Najam Us Saher]

'Shattered are drems in a house that never built for her and me'
In the last line you summed up. This poem is nostalgic of how you are fascinated by her and in the end you are back to reality by accepting the fact.

[Surya]

Facts cant be altered...thank you saher..:)

[Najam Us Saher]

That is right. They can only be accepted.

[barleygirl]

As an independent woman, I love it when a love poem shows us a woman in fresh & striking ways . . . not the typical soft "womanly" junk! Any woman would be delighted to be described this way. This poem shows me that you really pay attention to the character of a person, more than their outer presence. Your writing is always unique (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Surya]

Thanks for the compliment, margie..:)

[wordman]

the house we never built,but it was real

[Surya]

Seems so...