*It was a long sad story,
form a long, a long years ago
an Angel came down from the haven,
there was a love light fallen on the horizon
and the Poet heard his first angelic song
The Poet made his commitment on her
He fallen into love and
after then,
the dispersion of light spreading
throughout the sky -
Angel taught him the moon’s beauty
and the Poet taught her the large sky,
after then they made a dream
that was more than a dream
The Poet lived within her moon
And the Angel played within his sky
It grew love more and more
between them the light,
only the divine light
That gravity attracted them more and more
After a long dispersion of light
one day Angel came down on the horizon
took the Poet,
and enfolded him with her arms,
wandering upon an ocean
The Poet kissed the Angel
and they lost within themselves
suddenly the Poet discovered themselves
beneath the ocean but the Angel could not
She was drowning,
drowning beneath the ocean
the Poet tried to rescue her
and picked up her on the horizon
Then so many angels came down on the horizon
blew her from the Poet’s sky
and the sky grew dark at once
But the Poet still sees her Angel again
When he recites the* Poe’s Annabel Lee
*In a very slow Autumn -
@ Musfiq us shaleheen*
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
*It was a long sad story,
form a long, a long years ago
an Angel came down from the haven,
there was a love light fallen on the horizon
and the Poet heard his first angelic song
The Poet made his commitment on her
He fallen into love and
after then,
the dispersion of light spreading
throughout the sky -
Angel taught him the moon’s beauty
and the Poet taught her the large sky,
after then they made a dream
that was more than a dream
The Poet lived within her moon
And the Angel played within his sky
It grew love more and more
between them the light,
only the divine light
That gravity attracted them more and more
After a long dispersion of light
one day Angel came down on the horizon
took the Poet,
and enfolded him with her arms,
wandering upon an ocean
The Poet kissed the Angel
and they lost within themselves
suddenly the Poet discovered themselves
beneath the ocean but the Angel could not
She was drowning,
drowning beneath the ocean
the Poet tried to rescue her
and picked up her on the horizon
Then so many angels came down on the horizon
blew her from the Poet’s sky
and the sky grew dark at once
But the Poet still sees her Angel again
When he recites the* Poe’s Annabel Lee
*In a very slow Autumn -
@ Musfiq us shaleheen*
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