I wrote those lines for you

I wrote those infinite lines for you,

I never wanted you to read them,

I wanted you to feel the gaps,

And paint a picture in them.

 

I wrote those infinite lines for you,

I never expected a word of praise,

I wanted you to feel that song,

And listen to what my heart says.

 

I wrote those infinite lines for you,

To give you a puzzle to solve,

For you to find the message inside,

Falling in my love and to dissolve.

 

I wrote those infinite lines for you,

With a genuine intention dear,

To fill those gaps I left for you,

Gift me your heart crystal clear.

Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh)

57 thoughts on “I wrote those lines for you”

  1. This is the first time I saw the repetition of the first lines throughout in your poem….it is a powerful structure, makes the feeling more intense. My interpretation of the gaps is a bit different….the way you have written about leaving puzzles, for me the gaps is where the real meaning is.like in music, the completeness of the musical piece is due to the pauses between the notes, same way the gaps are integral to understand you. Simply the lines won’t be enough, the gaps is where the subtle messages are.

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    1. Yes ,your understanding of my concept of ‘gaps ‘ was perfect!!Infact said more poetically… and my expression for the answer was practical..Thanks for your visit and your genuine contribution!๐Ÿ˜ŠHappy Reading!

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      1. Hi Chitkala โ˜บmy interpretation of the gaps was the same as above, to use an old cliche, you need to read between the lines to get the full picture, and understand that what isn’t being said is a little more powerful than what is said! And great poem! I enjoyed reading it. I also write poetry on my blog and you might enjoy reading some ๐Ÿ˜‰ All the best, Zoe ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. The poem is very romantic and lyrical, a musical objet d’ art. At a psychoanalytical level your feelings are that melancholia, mourning for an object that exists only in imagination. Like Plato’ cave the ideal of love remains unfulfilled. Anand Bose from Kerala

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