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I see them every day;
the two star-crossed lovers.
Clinging to each other,
they fear, it is the last time they will meet.
Sunsets tell them, they need to part ways;
There is a fault in their stars.
Sunrises bring out the rebel in them,
He sneaks out in disguises and seeks her out.
They linger in the shadows, making promises,
Parting with lingering kisses.
She was the lotus and he the bee;
Today, they lingered long
Not heeding the bugles of time,
Her lush petals became his cherished grave.
I saw them then, the lotus and the bee,
One last time, she embraced him,
One last time he kissed her,
The agonizingly sweet kiss of death
And united forever they were, in the cradle of death.
The wind roared, the river wept,
The earth sighed.
I, the lonely sun, asked them to stop mourning.
Another young bee will soon find another lotus bud.
It will sing until the lotus bloomed.
In their love, the star-crossed lovers will live again,
As they say, true love never dies,
It is okay to love,
It's still okay!
The wind roared, the river wept,
The earth sighed.
I, the lonely sun, asked them to stop mourning.
Another young bee will soon find another lotus bud.
It will sing until the lotus bloomed.
In their love, the star-crossed lovers will live again,
As they say, true love never dies,
It is okay to love,
It's still okay!
It's love and passion told with so much ease and charm.
ReplyDeleteThank you Vishal :)
Deletethat is so stirring, reminds me of a horror killing cases :)
ReplyDeleteHahaha :) Nice :)
DeleteA wonderful poem on the theme!
ReplyDeleteThank you Rajeev :)
DeleteVERY nice poem depicting the depth of emotions
ReplyDeleteThank you Usha ma'am :)
DeleteThank you :)
ReplyDeleteI daresay you have a novel in the making here! With an exquisite title: The Lotus and the Bee!
ReplyDeleteYou have given me an idea. Thank you Kathleen :)
Deleteso much passion- nicely written!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kathe W :)
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