Gentle kisses from lips hundred, wishes flew to the boy christened;
Yonder was the girl carried to Lord Shiva’s feet so sacred.
Years went by, love flourished, and wished they soon to wed;
Faiths fought, Lords were shunned, just to relish unity in hatred;
Up above from the Heaven’s sky, Lords together smiled and blessed.
Yonder was the girl carried to Lord Shiva’s feet so sacred.
Years went by, love flourished, and wished they soon to wed;
Faiths fought, Lords were shunned, just to relish unity in hatred;
Up above from the Heaven’s sky, Lords together smiled and blessed.
[ It is an attempt to write a fifty-five poem.
Inspired by Indicaspecies..
Blessing pouring from above on the success of an inter-religious marriage of a loving couple.
ReplyDeleteYour few selected words speak volumes. And I loved the title!
Congratulations Saibal, this is excellent.
It's to honour your encouragement..
ReplyDeleteI'm immensely pleased to learn that you liked it..
I thank you for responding to my blog post. Truly delighted about it. I hope you write more 55s. I hope to drop in more often.:)
ReplyDeleteWonderful!! :) You have an amazing vocab. Hats off ! I had to search for a dictionary *wink*
ReplyDeleteYou have an amazing quality of expressing feelings through words. I promise you I am coming back to the blog very soon for exhausting ur posts!
BTW, I hope you wudnt mind a suggestion from me. Change the background, if you can. It would give clarity to your contents.