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"Sweetheart" is a greatest collection of love poems written by RITTIK CHANDRA, "The Ultimate Poet of Love". This essential poetry collection is ideal for the romantic-and will inspire any cynic. The poet RITTIK CHANDRA represents a new flowering of the imagination and the spirit, and a celebration of the soul of humanity with its capacity for love. He explores all "the magnificent regions of the heart," and opens you to the lover within. These delightful and inspiring poems expressing the ecstasies and mysteries of love in all its forms.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2013
SWEETHEART
BY
RITTIK CHANDRA
Cover designed by: RITTIK CHANDRA
© All rights reserved by RITTIK CHANDRA
Dedicated to the youth of the world
You are the evening cloud
floating in the sky of my dreams.
I paint you and fashion you ever
With my love longings.
You are my own, my own,
Dweller in my endless dreams!
Your feet are rosy-red
With the glow of my heart's desire,
Gleaner of my sunset songs!
Your lips are bitter-sweet
With the taste of my wine of pain.
You are my own, my own,
Dweller in my lonesome dreams!
With the shadow of my passion have
I darkened your eyes,
Haunter of the depth of my gaze!
I have caught you and wrapt you,
my love, in the net of my music.
You are my own, my own,
Dweller in my deathless dreams!
My heart, the bird of the wilderness,
Has found its sky in your eyes.
They are the cradle of the morning,
They are the kingdom of the stars.
My songs are lost in their depths.
Let me but soar in that sky,
In its lonely immensity.
Let me but cleave its clouds
And spread wings in its sunshine.
You are the innermost one,
Who awakens my being,
With your deep hidden touches.
You are the innermost one,
Who puts enchantment upon these eyes
And joyfully plays on the chords of my heart
in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.
You are the innermost one,
Who weaves the web of this maya
in evanescent hues of gold and silver, blue and green,
And lets peep out through the folds his feet,
At whose touch I forget myself.
Days come and ages pass,
And it is ever you
Who moves my heart in many a name,
in many a guise, in many a rapture of joy and of sorrow.
You are my lord,
You are my world,
You are my universe,
You are my time.
You are etched on my heart.
You are my dawn,
You are my morning,
You are my night,
You are my day.
You are etched on my heart.
Your laughter,
Your charms Are so different
From all others.
You are etched on my heart.
Your eyes are misty
Your face is the mirror of the heart.
Not just my eyes
You are etched on my heart.