Am left in a world of choices
my heart shall not lead
for sorrow and grief will be the
rhythm of my weak soul in
...
I cry in stillness of my heart
Thought peace within i have found
But tears of pain befall me.
...
Purest of God's divine creation
Unblemished piece of art at completion
Immaculate and spotless in vision.
...
Each morning as my eyes
open to skies of blue
your love i reach out for
but far away you are
...
It always tears of water drop
that frost the heart,
like a froze rose petal at winter,
So the goodbye comes quickly.
...
I woke up this morning
Heard the wind calling your name
Looked round pictures of you all i see
...
Today, so much were suppose to be said.
Then, realised life has never been this
Pleasurable and full of good fortunes.
So, the end of every journey stirs up
...
A poet and a write by passion and a civil engineer by professionl.)
Tales Of Love
Am left in a world of choices
my heart shall not lead
for sorrow and grief will be the
rhythm of my weak soul in
this tales of love if i allow.
I shall lead my heart
for the love i seeketh
knowns no bound but in ink
on paper speaketh my mind
In lines, phrases, sentence,
chapters i shall begin
in books i shall end.
I shall show you love unending,
purest of love i shall profess
with unpretentious consent.
In the highest heavens i shall adore you
with unblemished love and devotion
for the love i seeketh shall be
written in this tales of love.
Copyright © 2013 The Black Poet.