From a distant space
It lingers in grace,
Amidst the air
In croon so fair:
...
Death is, but the dream,
When eyes grow dim
From watching the poise moon
Crawl slowly across the blue in bloom
...
Father, here lies a whip:
It's love and affection.
Bore a whole in my heart border
...
Oh there, the flower in blossom is,
Dancing the rhythm of a fair wind-
For a million famished bees;
And tranquility with is bind
...
Like a startled bird
Away has flown yesterday
With the wings of the wind
While upon the arms of pillow I lay
...
Too numb to strain the anthem
So scared to dance the rhythm
The slogan for a youthful town
Where lust camouflage love
...
Ode To Queenblessing
From a distant space
It lingers in grace,
Amidst the air
In croon so fair:
A strange rhythm-
Sneaking in through my solitary chest ceiling;
Sweetly throbing my heart walls,
Luring my soul with bewitching calls.
I'm now the flower dancing the wind,
A pray captivated amid your mind;
And by your kind spell and charm
Am slaughtered in your arm.
Now, why invisible though near?
And visible yet far?
Why the thrum, in silence I hear?
Honey stings,
Roses spears,
This our still hearts should bear;
Not swimming the ocean of pearl.
Come, lets dance in harmony
To this love long lingering melody.
No fairer poise gesture,
Nor the poison of treasure
Can fetch such pleasure-
This mingling meets devine measure.