As I am blessed by His golden grace
of my cherished thought of yours
razz ling over the glory of the fame
with flairs of flame wedded to my love
when riding like a cowboy in drunk ness
as a lonely bird over the oceanic waves
looking into the moonlit night yet alone
flapping its wings in to the reek of rain.
as night may split into weird moments
silence may speckle into wee hours
the tunes within be miffed intoned
but my quest of love yet unfettered
as the darkness may go higher as hue
into the hills reeling its head heaved
in its room of black Silurian fossil.
to the delve into the glimpse of my love
even from the flames of fire yet undeterred
when being cowered by the sorrow
onto to the rising sun slowly as weft
as raved to behold my faith of love
when rocked like a golden shadow
as the darkness may go higher as hue into the hills reeling its head heaved in its room of black Silurian fossil. to the delve into the glimpse of my love even from the flames of fire yet undeterred......it is pure love that demands such sacrifice and outsopen ness.. beautifully expressed in words.....10 read mine sun sets in..... miss i miss u.... a place called home..not all dream comes true
''when riding like a cowboy in drunk ness as a lonely bird over the oceanic waves looking into the moonlit night yet alone flapping its wings in to the reek of rain.'' I like this simile....wonderful poem..10++++++++++
The outspan of these wings must surely be by 10.. One Peace at a time...
its a beautiful love seal that way its go to be.....as a blessed by his golden grace of my cherished deep within hearts there's whisper and the whisper of the words are true. Nice penned, Mary
Love will take each on this quest. Wonderful write Dr Kar! A (10) ! Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'silence may speckle into wee hours' - fabulous