Close At Hand Dream Poem by sallam yassin

Close At Hand Dream



There is a space
Unread
Untouched
Untapped gardens of soul
Orchards and cherries are wait
Your hands to pick of ripe
Come close to heart
Dear
Be dare
You can reach a dream
Mellowness
In my heart
Sacred shrine
For love
Reserved for thee
And devoted!
Just may need a look
Beyond the rule of- what in sale
For the business as usual
To reveal
The hidden gardens of my soul

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Farah Ilyas 29 June 2013

Just may need a look Beyond the rule of- what in sale... There lives a lot of wonders, as ur poem explicitly reveal this fact...thanks for sharing

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Heather Wilkins 27 June 2013

this is third time I have tried to leave comment. beautful poem.

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Heather Wilkins 27 June 2013

beautiful write. You can reach a dream mellowness in my heart sacred shrine of love

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Heather Wilkins 27 June 2013

beautiful write. you can reach a mellowness in my heart sacred shrine of love.

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sallam yassin

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