Beseiged by the memories of yesterdays <br />Flowing thoughts spin in realms of spurts <br />Of joys of knowing human inconsistencies <br />Now augured as natural without doubt <br /> <br />Precious is the sanctity of soul's search <br />Appealing yet wholly divine <br />Respecting the inner desires of another <br />Making them blend in with one's own <br /> <br />Haloed spirit of mankind's own denial <br />Of giving unto more than receiving <br />Rebounding joys of perched upheavals <br />Rouse the truths of minds quiet destiny <br /> <br />In the consciousness of mirth's finesse <br />Wakened by the nature of sublimity <br />Ravaging the roughness of female pride <br />Unto the softness of male understanding <br /> <br />Explanation: <br /> <br />So many bitter sweet memories that linger flow and bring back the joys of realisation of faults and follies that were not understood then as natural. <br /> <br />The soul searches another equally divinely awakened soul and wishes to respect the desires of the other with a willingness to blend and understand the purpose and fulfilment in the self through the other. <br /> <br />Man is generous but refrains from realising that he gives more then he receives and gets the joys through giving and knowing the consequences will continue his search for happiness through giving and prepare for his known destiny <br /> <br />Man is conscious of his joys and subtle desires which are touched by the purity of another in thought, words and action though sublime but reaches the goal of softening the female pride through the softer understanding of the male who cares. Finally it is love that wins the spirit.<br /><br />mandara pookal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awakened-2/
