herbert guitang


Fervid Desire Within


Rhyme on my heart
Feel the lines apart
Metrical at the start
Beautiful sensation will impart

Life is like a verse
Rhythm is not a curse
Intonations on me immerse
Within my art coerce

Unseen essence all-important
Behind syllables enchant
Beyond prose is significant
Imaginations are deeply radiant

Good sound of words with hope
Soothe with the moments of peace
Stood with the speech of truth
Put resonance and exciting love

Give meaningful rage and passion,
Live connected with ardent and zealous
Give warmth and fervid desire
Live, forgive and outlive with a poem

Submitted: Monday, April 22, 2013
Edited: Sunday, November 17, 2013

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I wrote this at home. I dedicate this poem to all poet and the poetry itself.

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