These poems are glimpses into unrequited love. What is this love? To define love is to constrain an ocean, to fence infinity, or to describe you - simply impossible! Anguish is frequent and bliss rare in my life but many have resulted in poetry.
The question is, has been and shall be; where to pilgrim? Perhaps into the lovers' embrace? Or, to mount Kailas, looking for the invisible, not-to-be-found Shiva? The dead end-up searching for the non-sublime celestial love only to have the finger pointed backwards to who am I? Written in millions of words and billions of prayers, I too have heard these answers. But like high school math, just the end result is not enough. Let me show you my steps inside.
...Sunil Vidyarthi
"I have to say, I am glad this is not written for me, it would make me cry...way to tell the whole truth..."--ScarletO
"...and I found myself getting lost between the lines and imagining this little fantasy tale. It seemed to hold many truths within it and I think this is a piece many will enjoy and relate to."
--Euthalia-Wings
"... rather gorgeous, strong and well penned; quite flawless. The questions thought out and the answers unknown remain in the air and wrap around the reader softly..."--Manda
"...So very final so very open ended so no chance for a communication...." --Knightcall
"...Very powerful, very emotional but very eloquent all the same. Great job on this you are truly talented...." --Darkshadow
"Great write.....and here´s wishing you all the best.."--Sidebar
