Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Lesson of Love

They lay together on the grass
Wondering and living the day,
Listening to myriad sounds,
Watching the clouds' mosaic display.

Then she turned to him and whispered,
"Shepherd, is this that I feel in
My head and heart that all call love,
Or does it not sprout from within?"

The shepherd smiled as though he knew
All that Radha had asked of him,
And set forth to explain in style
Ideas stolen from a whim.

"Look at the way the cuckoo sings.
Does it expect us to sing back?
Love like the song will give and give,
But never once in rhythm lack.

Look at the way the waves caress
The fine grains of sand on the shore.
Love touches us as intensely
And leaves us yearning for more.

See the lovely blades of grass,
Look how they curl and intertwine.
Love will nurture us like soil
Till your soul gets braided with mine.

All the things that make up this world
And the world as one teacher show
Us how love is born from naught
And to infinity must grow."

Hearing the words the shepherd said
Radha wept tears she could not hide
She rushed to hug her lover as
She felt an urge brimming inside.

She held his face and with closed eyes
Touched his lotus lips in a kiss
And amidst the bird, grass and sand
Taught the entire world what love is.


At 12:52 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Parth, its nice to see that u r eager to accept people's suggestions...ones mentioned, and also ones not(didnt someone say u express much much better;)?)...its one of the biggest strengths any writer can have...:)

At 1:31 AM, Blogger Kim said...

Hey Parth,

I've blogrolled you on

Have u heard of Caferati ? Its a good forum for budding writers on the web. Make a search for them on Ryze. I don't remember the exact link right now. May not be a bad option for you. YOu do write well. The group loves giving feedback & there r notices of writing competitions & assignments & the like.

xl 99

At 3:09 AM, Anonymous nabzz said...

they say love is all that ...
beautiful...magical .. soul-stirring
dont ask me wat love is...for i still dunno .....

At 5:01 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey, I meant to say 'mush' instead of 'much' in the first comment...:)

At 5:03 AM, Blogger Raj said...

Dreamy And shmaltz,at least for me..Brings back the memories of how beautiful once love was..

At 8:33 AM, Blogger Raj said...

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At 10:10 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is the kind of poem that grows on the reader...have read it many a times already n each time it has managed to unfold anew...more beautifully than the last time...

At 9:57 PM, Anonymous Nikunj said...

A poem from the mind,
Is worthy indeed,
But one from the heart,
Is what readers seek.

If the poet's heart,
In his progeny lies,
You know its true,
Released, your soul flies.

So to the poet,
Goes this earnest request,
Whatever you create,
Let your truth reflect.

Let it not say,
What you think love is,
But rather speak,
What you feel love is.

The poems are beautiful,
Let that be clear,
But to those who see true beauty,
Ugliness is just as dear.

Don't just show,
That pure love exists,
Show how there is lust,
Which a true lover resists.

So if you are human,
And the poem does truth reflects,
Show your faults as well,
Beauty as well lies in our defects.


At 12:44 AM, Anonymous Sid said...

Parth, the poem started well. Some of it brings forth your maturity as a writer. However, the last 2 paras could have been better. Good, keep it up! - Dada

At 2:19 AM, Anonymous Madhuri B said...

Parth, Its a beautiful poem!

At 8:18 AM, Blogger mungojerrie said...

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At 3:16 AM, Anonymous Binesh said...

Hey Parth, this was beautiful man!
Hmm, a poem on 'Parthsarthi' from u! ;)
I keep checking out ur blog from time to time..u keep getting better with each passing day.
Really, its kinda sad that we didnt get to see this side of urs when u were in Infy.Keep rocking man!

At 12:03 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Where did you find it? Interesting read » »


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