***Come we'll attach a string onto your memories
And put them as lanterns , onto the emerald trees
Inflammable spark like magic is to thrive
Watch then , how the mind's luminosity comes alive
From shade lit afternoons laying blankets beneath the oak
Until ,the moon sprinkles ethereal stardust for us to soak
Let's pen down soul's poetry , to bring back lost hope
While the fireflies make light within the lantern's envelope
There's a calling in those verses ,to rekindle the broken bond
Sharing their poetry on paper boats ,two friends across the pond .
Arising to leave , unkept promises they vow to keep
To meet again , when the sun embraces the other side with a leap.***
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 6:37 AM UTC
***Come we'll attach a string onto your memories
And put them as lanterns , onto the emerald trees
Inflammable spark like magic is to thrive
Watch then , how the mind's luminosity comes alive
From shade lit afternoons laying blankets beneath the oak
Until ,the moon sprinkles ethereal stardust for us to soak
Let's pen down soul's poetry , to bring back lost hope
While the fireflies make light within the lantern's envelope
There's a calling in those verses ,to rekindle the broken bond
Sharing their poetry on paper boats ,two friends across the pond .
Arising to leave , unkept promises they vow to keep
To meet again , when the sun embraces the other side with a leap.***
