"deplumed" poems
Doldrums stuck mind wafting lifelessly in time
Vigiling on what went wrong and was what I did right
Virulent thought’s had left me in reticence
With a wistful face I sat
Her bellowing pulchritude her mellowing soul
Her gleeful eyes her mirthful tone
A face more per fulgent then a thousand glow worms
Time slumbering though; Over turning sand clocks
Slowly perspiration leads to aspiration of love being deplumed
Affectations of love, Affectation of lovers
The infallibility of love, Inane for some profound for others
Smitten by the flaming arrows
Golden years golden times
Soon taking the color of a withered leaf
I have deciphered life, i have deciphered self
I have deciphered everything from rainbow to elf
But no wind so great to create the music in the pipes
It’s the love that comes through
So tell me how came it not come true for you too…
p.s
written on a sleepless night ... pensive and lustfull
Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 1:59 PM UTC