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Infinity, once my forever shine so bright,
Your heart now blinded by wealth's fading light.
You prioritized position, power, and gold,
Over love, care, and time our hearts once did hold.
Did false pride make you forget trust's gentle might?

In our love, transparency was once our guide,
But ego and show-offs slowly stepped inside.
You started measuring love by material worth,
Leaving me, Mine, with a heart that suffered dearth.
Do you regret now, Infinity, that love's true birth?

Time once stood still when we shared gentle nights,
Whispers, laughter, and adventures felt just right.
But your pursuit of status and lavish display,
Made me feel like a trophy, not your heart's sweet way.
Is your heart still capable of loving without pride's sway?

Infinity, I wish you could see my pain,
A love that's pure, true, and forever remains.
Your wealth and title never won my heart's race,
Only your love, care, and gentle, loving face.
Will you return to me, and leave your ego's dark place?

Now I wonder, Infinity, do you feel alone,
Surrounded by riches, but a heart turned to stone?
I'm still Mine, loving you with all my might,
Waiting for the day you'll choose love's pure light.
Will you come back to me, and make our love shine bright?

Dedicated to the last love Infinity.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 20/05/2025
"Poet's Love" by Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S is a poignant and emotionally rich poem that explores the sorrow of losing love to material pursuits. Through the symbolic characters of "Mine" and "Infinity," the poet reflects on a relationship once rooted in transparency, care, and emotional depth, now dimmed by ego, pride, and the pursuit of wealth. Each stanza ends with a reflective question, emphasizing the poet’s longing and internal conflict, while challenging the reader—and perhaps the subject—to reconsider the value of genuine connection over societal status. The tone is deeply personal, lyrical, and filled with heartache, yet maintains a hopeful thread, yearning for reconciliation and the return of pure love.

The poem’s structure is consistent, using quatrains with a gentle rhyme scheme that supports its musicality. Symbolism and imagery, such as “heart turned to stone” and “blinded by wealth’s fading light,” effectively highlight the emotional shift in the relationship. The use of "Mine" and "Infinity" adds a layer of poetic abstraction, portraying the universal conflict between love and materialism. While the poem is emotionally powerful and sincere, a bit more sensory detail or clarification of the metaphors could enhance reader connection. Overall, it's a heartfelt, thought-provoking tribute to enduring love amidst emotional loss.
For it took its birth,
From ashes and not mirth.
The form and content stood,
The purest form I understood.

For it came into me,
When my emotions were dead you see.
The care was a cure,
With no ill intent for sure.

For it ran into my nerves and blood,
The sheer love with no tears shed.
The time was dedicated on every stroke,
And the dead love in me instantly woke.

For now it is no longer the same,
But thankfully I am experienced in this game.
The care, love, emotions and time,
Are no longer seen as prime.

For it is the last,even when lost,
Never again at any cost.
No regrets on my present or past,
For it is the last, let it last.

Dedicated to that last which is going to last forever.

Dated: 14/02/2025
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Sure! Here's a three-paragraph note analyzing and reflecting on the poem:


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This poem captures the emotional journey of someone who finds solace and revival through a deeply personal creation or connection, possibly a piece of art, love, or a meaningful experience. The opening stanza highlights that it was born not from joy, but from ashes—suggesting a rebirth or something meaningful emerging from pain or loss. The poet emphasizes that the form and content of this creation felt pure and deeply understood, signifying a profound bond.

As the poem progresses, it becomes clear that this experience entered the poet’s life during an emotionally numb period. It served as a healing force—something selfless and therapeutic. The poet portrays it almost as a lifeline that reinvigorated their spirit and reignited emotions thought to be long dead. The lines are filled with gratitude, and the metaphor of love running through blood and nerves adds a visceral, intimate tone to the transformation it caused.

The final stanza shows acceptance and maturity. The poet recognizes that while this experience or creation may not be the same anymore, the lessons and strength gained from it remain. There's a sense of closure—where love, care, and time are no longer the only values upheld. The poet proclaims it as the "last," not with bitterness but with clarity, choosing to let it last in memory and meaning. The dedication at the end reflects a hopeful permanence, cherishing what was once a healing force.


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In twilight of love, where erstwhile warmth did shine,
A maiden fair, with heart of gold, did stray
From tender bonds of affection's sacred vine,
To pursue lucre's siren call, and fame's cold shrine.

Her eyes, once bright with love's luminous fire,
Now dimly gleam, like embers lost in night
Her touch, erst gentle as a summer's desire,
Now icy cold, as winter's distant, cruel light.

Yet still I hold on to memories of old,
When love's sweet magic made our hearts enfold.
But time flees swift, and if she does not see,
The love she lost, her heart will eternally be.
A prisoner of greed, and I of pain,
Forever longing for love that might have remained.

Dedicated to the last love of my Life.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 17/05/2025
She returns with tears, and a regretful sigh,
Seeking refuge in love she once denied.
But my heart, once open, now guarded and cold,
Wonders if her love's genuine, or tales oft told.

Her eyes, once bright with ambition's fire,
Now dimly sparkle with longing's desire.
Yet, in fleeting moments, I see the past,
A girl who cherished wealth and fame that wouldn't last.

Her words whisper sweet nothings, a gentle breeze,
But trust, a fragile bird, with broken wings, freezes.
My love for her remains, a constant, pure flame,
But understanding her heart's a puzzle, a endless game.

She changes swiftly, like shifting desert sand,
Leaving me questioning, on uncertain land.
Does she truly love, or merely escape,
The emptiness of wealth, and a lonely shape?

But still I ponder, on true love's mighty creed,
"A relationship isn't about possessing, but freeing"
True love embraces flaws, and heals the past,
Accepts the journey, forever to last.
If she can grasp this truth, and love with open heart,
Maybe, just maybe, we'll never be apart.

Dedicated to the last love of my life.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated: 17/05/2025
In time's gentle hand, our love will grow old,
Care nourishes it, like a garden fair,
Emotions entwined, hearts beating as one told.
Relationship's beauty, beyond words to share,
Through laughter and tears, our bond will unfold,
With every breath, my love for you made bold.
You are my today, tomorrow, and past,
Forever with you, is where I am meant to last.

But time, a thief, steals moments we adore,
Yet love remains, an endless, pure flame,
Caring for each other, we'll walk once more,
Through life's journey, hand in hand, no shame.
In your eyes, my heart finds a peaceful nest,
With you, my love, time stands still, and love is best.

Dedicated to the last love of my life.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar S
Dated:18/05/2025
As I grow closer to her,
Curiously and impatiently,
I can feel the touch,
Her pied beauty very much.

She is of variety,
In her colours in abundance,
So subtle in nature,
Lies her beauty in mighty.

There is wide space in her heart,
Which can shelter my love and art.
For the creator created her first,
And she is never here to impress.

I wish to settle in her,
For as many days I live.
Yes, I want to keep her love within,
And Alas! It’s a way of being.

Dedicated to her abundance love.

Thala Abhimanyu Kumar

Dated: 20/07/2020
It is a recent happening,
Of the heart which was unwilling.
For the thought has disturbed,
But has kept the heart in peace.

I heard her giggling,
On the fresh water sizzling,
Way for the joy and glee,
Forced to see me and she.

She was undoubtedly pleased,
For the request I seized.
It was all happening,
She was all making.

I wondered for my life,
Why didn’t I meet her before?
Why not did I reach this shore?
Where love is from the core.

Maybe after a heartbreak,
And that ****** painful break.
I was destined for new,
As her last ashes I knew.

She is making difference,
Between love and happiness.
Love she ignores for the world,
And gives me happiness she never told.

Now I ask nothing more or less,
For I am filled in surprise.
For my hope has made a rise,
And hence I surrender to this sunrise.

Dedicated to my hope for life.

Thala Abhimanyu Kumar

Dated: 19/07/2020
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