Language of Love

Language of Love

An action has a heavy tone,
But soothing intentions
And a glowing face of conviction.
A blooming bosom of flowers
Next to my heart,
Has shown your action of consolation.
I couldn’t possibly decipher the doings
Of being enlightened
In a cold steel hospital bed.
Your gift of a flower bouquet,
Has tempted me to life.
I sense a wilderness
In my heart,
Where language of love is sown.
The diction of futile words
Exchange silence
And make it pour like liquid electricity.
I would not be a rightful heir
To bless your hair
With a wonderful flower of love,
But then language has an expression
In every different forms.
I perform with all my saved heart.

© Sushant Thapa
Biratnagar-13, Nepal

  Bio of Sushant Thapa

Sushant Thapa (born on 26th February, 1993) is a Nepalese poet from Biratnagar-13, Nepal who holds a Master’s degree in English literature from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi, India.

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