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Desire

The prompt at Writers Island is Desire.

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Holding Hands

Desire


I desire
A word from you.
Will you oblige?

I desire
To hear your voice again.
Will you speak?

I desire
To feel your hand in mine.
Will you hold it?

I desire
A response.
Will you answer?

I desire
A bit of your time.
Will you grant it?

I desire
To live once more.
Will you free me?

© Ps

Comments

  1. Wonderful.. The last line was very touching and needs a lot of conviction to say something like that! :-)

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  2. So simple but speaks volumes.

    These lines I loved **I desire
    A bit of your time.
    Will you grant it? **

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  3. Sango: You really understood the essence of the poem.Thanks!

    Prats:Thanks!!

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  4. simple, but powerful. really nice :)

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  5. I desire you live for a hundred years, keep putting up such beautiful posts and make people smile generation after generation.

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  6. Simply awesome!! And like Sango already said, its the last line which hits one hard!

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  7. You should not take the very direct meaning from a poem. Should read through lines. I think this simple poem gives lots of meaning. Really touching.

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  8. The simplest of words can usually speak the loudest.

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  9. Simple lines, yet..

    Beautiful!!

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  10. Simply beautiful - particularly the last line which I wasn't expecting.

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  11. this was a beautiful and eloquent poem.. I loved it

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  12. Your wish is my command :)

    Ah desire, tons to say about that...

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  13. Oh! So very lovely! And a bit tragic!
    I agree with devil mood. So many volumes and volumes to be filled about desire. And how we each delight in examining our passions "strand by strand". Exquisite.

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  14. Beautiful. I remember the song and the old clichet: "If you love some one, set them free"

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  15. oh how beautiful and i adored the last lines to live once more Will you free me

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  16. Honest and lovely! A plea that deserves an answer. Nice post!

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  17. Marja: Thanks my friend.I too felt the last two lines were poignant.

    Niall: Sometimes it is the person who loves too much that has to set himself/herself free.

    Chitra:Thanks!

    Julie:Thanks so much--Yes it is a bit tragic.

    DM: what wish?What command?;-)

    Preethi:Thanks!!

    Keith:yes--the last line I guess is the most powerful one.

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  18. HM: Thanks!!

    Anthonynorth:Thanks!!

    Nessa:Thanks!!

    Karthik:True--you understood it well--maybe because you write poetry yourself.Thanks!

    Pinkdogwood: :-)Thanks!!

    NM:Yes--the last line was 'punch'.

    Hari: :-) I dont want to live that long!

    xh:Thanks!

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  19. reminds me of the song 'desire' by one of the greatest bands ever (in my opinion), click here - http://www.lyricsfreak.com/u/u2/desire_20141416.html

    the best songs or poems are the ones where the end jumps at you with a twist, unexpected! yours does that :)

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  20. Guru: thanks--I like U2 too.

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  21. Will you free me?

    So simply put, but so deeply meant.

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  22. I forgot to mention how Venus in Sagittarius this poem is with that ending :)
    (I'm working on that post)

    Sorry if this is a repeated comment, blogger is mocking me.

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  23. hey... Thru ur blog, I have always thot tat Preeti was happy n contend. Now I see something different!! Simple, yet soulful.

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  24. really awesome.
    I think i can write a story based on this poem. :)

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  25. Punam:Yes--it is deep.

    DM: waiting to read that!Nopes--it isnt a repeated comment.

    Pointblank: :-) There are many sides to me.I'm not ALWAYS happy and content!Ask my husband and kids :-)

    Preethi:Thanks! Nice meeting you!!

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  26. Oh desire, such a powerful word.
    I love what you do with the Writer's prompts, you always treat them so royally.
    xo
    Gillian

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  27. Gillian:What a fabulous comoliment!Thank you!!

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  28. simple and beautiful, the way they should be...
    lovely piece..

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  29. lovely poem!
    I've been a lurker so far.. this poem changed my status!

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  30. Wow this one is awesome!! Will be back for more. Can I blog roll you?

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  31. awesome poem....few words..deep meaning , simple yet hitting..loved it..

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  32. Wow.. thats Amazing...
    It ends like an O'Henry tale.. with a twist. Loved it :)

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