Smouldered by the confrontation
Amongst the love and lust
My heart is on conflagration
So come and warm yourself
If you are feeling cold
Amid the thick crust of smoke
That paralyzes the veracity of hope
And erodes the love from the heart
Far away into the throne of lust
From where emerges the queen of love
And rules the kingdom of my heart
Since lust is the paradox of my love
And love is the paradox of my lust
Copyright 2003 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviews of "Confrontation Amongst The Love And Lust"
I loved how you expressed this paradox..quite excellent!
Reindeer
Reviewed by Kelie Urbanec (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2003
Bhuwan,
Very beautifully said. I dont know if I could put it in a better way but you sure said it in your own sweet words. Very very exceptional.
~Kelie~
very deep write...the mindgame of love...lust through love...the creation of a new life starts through that.....the most beautiful part of life is love...am I confused here?
Bhuwan you always provoke meaningful thought, with your beautiful pieces...;-) Well done
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2003
Bhuwan, that is a certain paradox when two are in love. Loved the poem and love your writing also. You education spakles through your poems and your intelligence sparkles even more. bill
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Reindeer
Very beautifully said. I dont know if I could put it in a better way but you sure said it in your own sweet words. Very very exceptional.
~Kelie~
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