Love pass me
Leaving nude town
Not too many three boys paring
Mute empty bars
A wasted wine winter
And love pass me
No beauty in flower
Rusting almost to powder
Resting on high hills
And I on low land
Love pass me
Beckoning on an eager door
Standing looking lost
Wearing golden ring and a wedded face
And bushy warm stair cases
Loan to life long ago
Love pass over me
Fading away like every night mare
Breaking into silver every bond
When none showed up
Love in disguise pass me
it's a passionate poem of love expressing your intense feelings, , , i enjoyed reading the poem, well- penned, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A person without affection is plagued with a perpetual hole inside him/her where every personal good instinct drift into by the day. This note that should have been published the same date with this poem happened rather too late, my sincere apologies if you happened to stop by my poem I'll suggest you read the comments also, thanks.