Bliss, Happiness, Desire … all these words are synonyms to each other in one or other form. For me its very abstractive to pen it down as a blog. Even at this point of time if GOD appears in front of me, and asks me to express one of my bliss, which get fulfill instantaneously irrespective of any terms and conditions. I bet I am unable to utter a single word. I feel satisfaction and thank GOD for all the bliss that GOD ponders over me. These senses mould my feelings to put the same in Lyric Poetry form.
Bliss
O! my bliss.
I thank the God
for me a bashful, decent guy
who loves the clay in child
and now loves the software toys.
I bliss poems
to express a poet hidden in the light of thought
showing unreflective love, till the world is wrought.
I thank my parents
for keeping me grounded as a man
a gift, a blessing they are in disguise of human
for my little longer single bait
as "good things happens to those who wait"
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