Shooting star,
May I make Just one wish;
I wish for beauty that I seek ever night.
Lost swan on pond goes in circles,
As my dreams floods of silently grandeur,
for I'm lost in a gander.
For my beauty hides on the other side of the Glass,
the looking glass is my hell.
For the chains of crystal
that keep me from crossing
into a three dimensional world.
Content I shall have to die,
as I release seven years of bad luck.
The torment is to much for me to bear,
just only too see a refection of her beauty.
Please shooting just one wish
before you fade into shade of night.
For my passion is my prison,
AS SHE BRUSHES HER HAIR...........
hehe.... Lovely Bubbles
very fantastic write...with superb lines... with fine-flowing words very dignified piece..with wholesome title as always...you write with great impact in readers... 10+++
Excellent romantic narrative - - 'my passion is my prison' is a great phrase - - a good verse Randy and worth more than 10 + + Fay.
I see the truest reflection of beauty in this mans words -10 anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh superb Randy's reflection of beauty! 10+