my love and hers

my love and hers

I love her for what she has and what she can
She loves me in spite of what I do and who I am

My love is like the fleeting light
Here this moment and gone the next

But her love is that of the sun
Always there for me
But half the time I don’t see.

There are times when I fail
And in a loud wail
Abuse and disown her
But she hugs me then
And loves me more


Whenever I talk to her
It’s about the list I have
A list of wants and wishes
Give them all, I plead with her
Give them now, I demand of her
She gives a few, delays some
And denies many
Her love is there when she gives
Her love is more when she doesn’t.

Others love me when I’m good
Others adore me when I excel
But she’s the only one who loves me
When I’m evil, and in a mood to kill

Many are the palaces
Built of precious stones
And by more beautiful souls
That wait for her loving presence
Languishing in unrequited love

Yet she chose to live in a dirty place
Full of filth and full of evil
Fit only for the life of a devil
I mean my heart, her chosen home

She is not my wife or my lover
Nor even my mother or any other
She is God and She is love
If She ever talks to you
Tell her, please, that I love her too

- Varalotti Rengasamy

Wow....its great ...our dear LEGEND...........for such a wonderful wordings.......

But her love is that of the sun
Always there for me
But half the time I don’t see.

VERY TRUE..sir........i can really feel those wordings.......

Whenever I talk to her
It’s about the list I have
A list of wants and wishes
Give them all, I plead with her
Give them now, I demand of her
She gives a few, delays some
And denies many
Her love is there when she gives
Her love is more when she doesn’t.

OMG......i think i hav to keep on quoting all the lines......... to u .......i cherish each and every words.but find now words to express my exact feelings.its simp;ly GREAT.......sir.......

I like the devotional song..... sung by Veeramani..'KARPURA NAYAGIEY KANAGAVALLI"........ like this i feel urs as ur tribute to ALMIGHTY........no words to say.iam deeply touched.......

Dear Latha,
Like the woman who is eagerly, anxiously and expectantly waiting for her first child to be born, I was sitting before the system waiting for the very first response for my attempted poetry.
And you were there to reassure me, Latha. Thanks a lot.
I am very happy that you liked this poem.
love,

Originally Posted by latamurali

Wow....its great ...our dear LEGEND...........for such a wonderful wordings.......

But her love is that of the sun
Always there for me
But half the time I don’t see.

VERY TRUE..sir........i can really feel those wordings.......

Whenever I talk to her
It’s about the list I have
A list of wants and wishes
Give them all, I plead with her
Give them now, I demand of her
She gives a few, delays some
And denies many
Her love is there when she gives
Her love is more when she doesn’t.

OMG......i think i hav to keep on quoting all the lines......... to u .......i cherish each and every words.but find now words to express my exact feelings.its simp;ly GREAT.......sir.......

Excellent poem!

Others love me when I’m good
Others adore me when I excel
But she’s the only one who loves me
When I’m evil, and in a mood to kill

Yet she chose to live in a dirty place
Full of filth and full of evil
Fit only for the life of a devil
I mean my heart, her chosen home

Beautifully expressed!
Madurai Meenakshi certainly knows you in and out to shower her love to the most deserving person. And who are we to question her ways (Love)?
Regards,
Malathi

Dear Sir,

Fantastic poem,

I can feel your anticipation about the response and believe me you are fantastic in reinforcing the belief of love.....
Love is the only possession that one is never drained of , the more you give the more you have in you to give. Its a beautiful feeling.
You have penned such wonderful lyrics.It was something that one can relate too

Lovely lyrics, Excellent rhythm

Truly enjoyed!!!

Love,
Devika

Dear Sridhar,
Yet another beautiful creation from you!
Now, let me try my hand too - I just can't help it, please!

Near My House:
The temple and the shopping mall
Stand side by side near my house

I walked in the mall
Booked orders, bought goods
Paid for them

Walked out of the mall
Into the temple
Promised ten coconuts in advance
For favours yet to be granted

Broke ten for those granted
Walked out in satisfaction
For I prayed

Love you for everything
For loving you
Is being in love
With my existence
In perfect harmony.

The God remained in stony silence !

Love,
Chithra.

My dear Sridhar
This is an awesome poem. This is the quintessence of laying the soul bare.
The beauty of this verse is that it can be read as addressed to mother, wife and the Divine though the last lines profess that it is not addressed to the first two but to the Goddess.

Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa advocated treatement of the wife as the Mother and the Divine Goddess after the act of procreation. Mahatma's relationship with Kasturba followed the same route. As we grow older and more infirm, the wife assumes the role of a mother in ministering to our needs. Perhaps this is the reason why older couples are revered as Parvathi and Parameshwara. Energy and Matter.

At the end of our journey, the wife looms large in a man's life. I have seen an example of this in the lives of Shri Sadasivan and the immortal MS. The way a wedded life is treated in Hinduism is a great tribute to the role of a wife in man's life.

You have written a poem that can be interpreted in a thousand ways. And whichever way we interpret it, it ends up as a great tribute to women. It embodies the exalted place that she enjoys in our lives.
A truly introspective piece of writing!
Sri

hello sridhar

ini kavithai puyalo onru
thinamum veesumo?

naangal avanai
thittavo, thirunthavo
kovikkavo, maghizhavo
AVAN enru solli
ninaikka
neengalo AVAN ai
AVAL enru solli
thayannbai AVAN idamirunthu
petrathenne....
varthai sathuryathilum
AVAL thaan thunai enru
ninaitheero?
lovely words...

sathya

What more to say Sridhar.....that is being filled by our friends before, from my part...

sriniketan

Good wordings Dear Varalotti....................From stories slowly shifting to poems??
excellent poem...........