A Philosophy Of Love Poem by Melody Thomas

A Philosophy Of Love

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The winds up high in the heavens above mix on till the times of never is forever
These words do flow on like a fountain mingling off to the rivers as so the oceans,
Forever till all these endless hearts are all filled up as in the consuming of flatterers of ever
As one is heavenly touched with a supercharged energy of deep emotion;
Nothing can really compare to the mere thought as all the world is single
To think of things being consumed by a collage of laws being so divine
Fairest of all is one logical spirit who has brought on to meet and mingle
Have you not thought of me for I shall literally be for you with thine?
Can you not see the mountainous steps so high it may have kissed heaven?
Then appeared so as we all heard the thundering clouds did clasp upon one another;
So there it was lost one lonely flower of my sister would tenderly be forgiven.
Does anyone not feel as if by pure disdain it did wither its brother;
Far off in the unreachable sunlight in clasped the illusion of our vastness of earth
For one moment the moonbeams had reached to kiss the enormity of the sea;
So with all the treasured wills of the skills thus sweet as works is well worth,
If thou you should not have one tender kiss, why not me?

Written: Nov.10,2015
Melody Thomas

Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 16 November 2015

Very philosophical and quite inspiring piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. I like the spiritual profundity of the poem and its rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing Melody. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Souren Mondal 12 November 2015

An interesting take on Shelley I should say.. You've captured something very nice here... Thank you for sharing Melody.. _________________ P: S: 'If thou you should not have one tender kiss, why not me? ' I think you should look at your use of 'thou you' in the final lines... Using the archaic form and following it up with the modern form, makes very little sense... Welcome to Poemhunter :)

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Melody Thomas

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Wainwright, Alberta Canada
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