Those who were meant to be~
Will be.
Love is a bird, set it free,
If it was yours,
It will come and sing known songs on your garden's tree.
Maybe it happen only in movies...
Maybe in real life, it flys away and finds new trees,
To build new nests...
And sing new songs..
But even if it is so,
I will not let it fade the song in my heart...
I will keep singing,
In the solitude of my garden,
And in the music of that known memory...
5 comments:
I love the serene tone you have placed within each word. memory after all is simply reality brought forward and in this case it is not excess baggage but beauty.
Wonderful sentiment Jagriti.
Beautifully expressed. Your poetry always hits home with me.
@ walking man & scarlet: glad you liked this piece...sorry for getting back so late on this..had been out of touch of this virtual world for a long time...but needless to say, its always a pleasure to see your visit in this place and hear your views.
I See music thoughts kept on your mind, and made you wrote a beautiful poem. IT is great that.
"Words make you think a thought.
Music makes you feel a feeling.
A song makes you feel a thought. "
thank you for the appreciation mariana...this poem actually took shape by the proddings of a feeling...hope to live it too.
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