Rather devotion's charting of the dream
Enshrine within your hold the feeling's gleam
Who won by sufferance an elegance sway
Make straight Mary's paths, The Triumphal Way
Proud be the palaces that for each cannon-torn
Armored with Mehmed Fatih's sword and Angel's frown
These grasses are, where, of the wandering ghost
Once-tended vines went anger, but should a guest
Flush through the innocent wishes clustering there
Of deepening hell to dens of the whirling fire
That voice whose passion yellowed the olive leaf
The Servants of Sorrows and acquaint with grief
The soul that felt the skylark's song is vowed
Waves heavenly sparkle, fairer to behold
A glint of Canberra glassed in some purple lake
Cleaving my dreamy thought, if murkiest shake
The soul that felt the skylark's song is vowed Waves heavenly sparkle, fairer to behold A glint of Canberra glassed in some purple lake Cleaving my dreamy thought, if murkiest shake You know, how do you guys express poetically always? How can I ever have a poetic language? Oh, sir teach me how.
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you just made me see poetry more wider than i thought.....even when i read for john keats and shakespear i didn't feel that poetry is very wide and vast like i felt when i read this poem specially. good job friend. answer for obed: you can learn many things from the 3 essays that were written by(ronald peat) here on the poemhunter...he is a poet here you can even discuss with him your poems and hear his advice.