Metamorphosis
by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Sometimes,
as a winter coat
- dark and heavy,
our kisses
are dull and clumpy.
Sometimes,
as the live electrical wires
- touching and sparkling,
our kisses
are hot and rejuvenating.
Our kisses as a picture
never grow old,
they just keep what we lose
- they are always new.
Copyright 2009 Bhuwa Thapaliya
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| Reviewed by Smita Tewari |
11/8/2009 |
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Lively, and beautiful! 'Our kisses as a picture never grow old,'
Rejuvenating lines! Keep it up! |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
10/22/2009 |
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| very lovely expression, Bhuwa ... |
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| Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson |
10/21/2009 |
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| really really beautiful |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
10/20/2009 |
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Bhuwan, Kisses are such an intimate part of a love relationship. Kisses spark metamorphosis on so many levels.
Very lovely poetry. Thank you for sharing your beauty.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/20/2009 |
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Bhuwan,
Love your attitude and perspective in this and the style is marvellous. Yes!
John |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
10/20/2009 |
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| yes, Bhuwan, always new and always "of the moment" which induces them, like a picture is, as you say. Their metamorphosis comes by relaying their unspoken energies into mind, body, soul synapses: their power is a consummation of unarticulated feeling and a conception of new direction. They channel, charge and release as many moods and feelings as the human spirit is capable of. But mainly, they are traffickers of two hearts that meet in head-on collision... Could spend all day on this one! :)) Your writing is always a delight and always full of surprising insights and expressions. Rejuvenating, yes! Bless you, Bhuwan xx |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
10/20/2009 |
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| Beautiful poem,take care |
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