Beyond the narrow windows of vastness
Was my field of hopes and dreams
The sun rays that traced my shadow
Was once the light into my realms
It was not far so long ago
When I cradled my sight for bliss
I've seen innumerable earth possessions
That now I've come to miss
My pen withered like a thirsty rose
But now it bloomed again
I remember a place that was my home
My reliever of sudden burden
A melody was cast in mybrain
Words tremble accordingly
For this dwelling is nothing else
But 'My Sanctuary of Poetry'
wow, i like this very much. you are right, we feel better when we write and be safe and comfortable in what we enjoy doing the most.....poem writing. 10plus
Wow, what a beautiful and spiritually well penned poem you have written here! Great talent and keep it up! God Bless You! 10+++, Love and Peace...
A melody was cast in mybrain Words tremble accordingly For this dwelling is nothing else But 'My Sanctuary of Poetry' beautiful expressions of the sanctuary that is poetry for you. Sanctuary is the holiest of holy place.........in your being. Keep it sacred.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the sound A sanctuary of poetry just like in ur poem would that i have one