Sensuality to the core of our being, the essence of life.
Wonderful Bhuwan
Hugs
~Contesse~

Sounds like a perfect poem for the characters in the book "Wuthering Heights." You gotta see that movie at least, easy to find at most libraries.

blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed

wonderful romantic write
my friend
its been a while
since i read your poetic writes
we seem to be writing at different times of the day
I'll catch up
excellent as always

William.....peace

Dear Bhuwan,

"There is the garden of our love beneath the Heaven's core." - love never ending, embracing gently through the golden rays of sunshine and warming the hearts of lovers, touched by God of love. Beautiful just beautiful romance.

Warm hugs
Elga

How tender and warm this is, Bhuwan. Your heart shines in this, my friend. Wonderful work!

Romantic verses from the depth of your heart and soul, Bhuwan. Lovely. Love and peace to you, my friend. Regis

oh, this is priceless. written from your soul. i love the form you chose. hope the mountain air remains always fresh and inspiring for you, Bhuwan.

Uplifting, romantic and absolutely beautiful!

Bhuwan exquisite beauty of a poem! So good to see you! the
art is fantastic too!

Brilliant....Your words are tender and refreshing..

Wonderful and romantic write Bhuwan
Peter

Beautiful sentiments expressed.

Amy

This is an outstanding and beautiful poem.
Loved it, Bhuwan!

Precious!
These words are tenderly encompassing, gently reassuring.
Your love and you must have a strong bond!

So Beautiful Bhuwan, this was so lovely!

Reindeer

Bhuwan...Out of all the poems I've read of yours...throughout the years I've been here at Author's Den...this is the best my friend. The tenderness and yearning is acute and the warmth is immeasurable. Peace & Harmony,
Susan

Bhuwan.,
This is so beautiful it means so much this one is a keeper....
Hugs to babes And you sweet poet......
"There is the garden of our love beneath the Heaven's core.
Oh! Ravenous Sun. Don't you dare to gulp, the flowers
of our love and say that they're not your victuals but
the victuals of time. I pray, go, Sun, go to where my
beloved is. Greet her with your smile and whisper in
her ears the rhapsodies of my love. Embrace her soul
and come soon to embrace me. I'll feel her balmy touch
through you and see her reflection on the moon. Enough
are these sentiments for those who love - I can live by
them alone. That she and I breathe the same mountain air
and that the God we worship is one. The God of love."


LP

A sonnet by any other name, Bhuwan! What beauty is this that speaks with such a Shakespearian flavour in sentiment, expression, mood and lyricism. Hauntingly melodic and gentle, and yet with the underlying strength of a love that, although denied because of time, circumstance, distance or maybe even because of its lack of expression, is "as strong as death" and is one which will endure all things, and to the end. How often I have stared into starry skies at night and have wondered if those I love in other parts of the world are doing the same thing and thinking of me... would that the sky, the sun, the moon would be mirrors at such times so that we could enjoy each other's reflections and smile! Your mountain scene is a beautiful visual aid - I could live on that mountain-top for ever! My thoughts and prayers are ever with you and your precious household and I will write soon. Kate xx

Godly beautiful and soul touching Bhuwan!!

Welcome back dear one!!

Love Tinka

Wonderful words of beauty. I can breath the mountain air too. Bhuwan, this was lovely indeed.

Sandie May Angel

A beauty.

This is a lyrical masterpiece. I dare say one of your best, Bhuwan, and I know I'll read it again.

Carmen :-)