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Your eyes could kindle ash to fire Your touch revive a dying flower Your smile is like the sun at noon I cling to the very essence of you I long for you like a wolf for the moon Oh creature of heaven that you are, take me soon Words are my stock and trade Yet I have none when with you I am faced I am not a hunter I have no thrill in chase I am but a cat gazing upon you a queen You, whom are perfect and must be a dream Oh can you truly be, all that you seem Angels weep as you pass by God gave up creating After seeing the glimmer in your eye Israfel dedicates songs to you Though he knows he is not your equal Sings of you wildly well, from his lyre in the sky On the mortal earth below Mortals too seek to bestow Upon you, tokens of their love In spite of jealous god above You are the person Whom all love When you walk, you draw all eyes Birds fall down from the skies Or hungry cats miss their mice Fixed upon you, are their eyes And upon the sight of you Newborn babies cease to cry I think that you shall live always For with you, life Wishes not to part ways You could tame the sky or sea For even nature's beauty Cannot compete with thee Forgive me, I have praised Only your appearance Though your soul, is thrice as lovely Your voice, a gift to all who hear it And your anger, although rare I would doubtless fear it And of course, in others You provoke a host of feelings Ecstasy and joy Why to explain Would simply be Blaspheming And so my dear We are here The end of my verse I wish you well And pray do tell You liked what you read here
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 1:22 PM UTC
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Your eyes could kindle ash to fire Your touch revive a dying flower Your smile is like the sun at noon I cling to the very essence of you I long for you like a wolf for the moon Oh creature of heaven that you are, take me soon Words are my stock and trade Yet I have none when with you I am faced I am not a hunter I have no thrill in chase I am but a cat gazing upon you a queen You, whom are perfect and must be a dream Oh can you truly be, all that you seem Angels weep as you pass by God gave up creating After seeing the glimmer in your eye Israfel dedicates songs to you Though he knows he is not your equal Sings of you wildly well, from his lyre in the sky On the mortal earth below Mortals too seek to bestow Upon you, tokens of their love In spite of jealous god above You are the person Whom all love When you walk, you draw all eyes Birds fall down from the skies Or hungry cats miss their mice Fixed upon you, are their eyes And upon the sight of you Newborn babies cease to cry I think that you shall live always For with you, life Wishes not to part ways You could tame the sky or sea For even nature's beauty Cannot compete with thee Forgive me, I have praised Only your appearance Though your soul, is thrice as lovely Your voice, a gift to all who hear it And your anger, although rare I would doubtless fear it And of course, in others You provoke a host of feelings Ecstasy and joy Why to explain Would simply be Blaspheming And so my dear We are here The end of my verse I wish you well And pray do tell You liked what you read here
Another one from my self published book "ivory and gold" available on Amazon.
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InkStainedSoul
18/M/Liminal space
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 1:22 PM UTC
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