made for goulab

May 21, 2010
By Dinyo BRONZE, Vieux-fort, Other
Dinyo BRONZE, Vieux-fort, Other
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success is the juicy fruits that are sorely devoured, while dreams are just dry seeds that are put to the soil - my poem - "dare to dream"

Made for Goulab

Oh! when She cracked her way ahead,
Even Nature’s Wilderness said
That she was born an unnatural birth
For the poet, Goulab,

who would soon taste the vines of mirth.

“But how could it be so!
How could a Thing be defying the laws of nascency?” –
Nature’s Wilderness questions, gaping at this shell cracking in decency;
Lonely and solitarily, jostling out Sarilee.

And as Goulab opens his hands to receive his only hope;
He smiled, tears in the poet’s eyes; pen in hand;

Sarilee stretches to meet the poet

And her stretching is like her parting from
These poetic hands
Entrenching a heart’s glee
With once and forever bitter agony.

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