Sometimes, in the story of love, sacrifice becomes grace
When the décolletage of catastrophe turns the head of fate
To the psychological strive of lovers with their own state
In the heart of their hearts, subjugated by their revulsion
Of each other, inflamed by the murky belief of their mind
That smolders the soul of love in the furnace of suspicion
From where the ashes of their love flows towards the hell
Blown by the hurricane of infidelity and interminable pain
Copyright 2003 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on March 12, 2003
I agree a million and one percent right here. It is so sad. You have a good way with words. Teresa
geez sir poet... this is absolutely fantastic! very good piece here. the last line caught my heart, pierced with a little tingling pain. good gracious poem!
IT is a composition catalyzed by chemical emotions, which transformed the ugly face of sacrifice into an arrow pointing the light of Consciousness.
It was poemized to be painted with ink solved with blood, but it was written with ICHOR from the veins of Apollo and delivered by Erato, assisted by Thalia.
I salute You, Honorable Master Poet Bhuwan Thapaliya.
I was struck by the art here. It is a "compliment" to your verse. You have a way of reaching depths in a person where thoughts are deeper.
Love and peace,
susan
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the picture is mesmerizing,
Excellently Penned
William
IT is a composition catalyzed by chemical emotions, which transformed the ugly face of sacrifice into an arrow pointing the light of Consciousness.
It was poemized to be painted with ink solved with blood, but it was written with ICHOR from the veins of Apollo and delivered by Erato, assisted by Thalia.
I salute You, Honorable Master Poet Bhuwan Thapaliya.
Long Healthy Life.
My respect and gratitude.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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Love and peace,
susan