The Fragrance Of Dewy Night Poem by St Ajay Mev

Shall be broken the deity's rules?
Why not! falling from a dropped cave
Children can fulfill whole sky
Weak destiny spins tomorrow's ghostly smiles.
A single destruction harms me forever,
As I've lost the sky, peaks, and streams.
Oh! For which work prepared ocean,
Dome, bunch, or tomb, drainage and hell.
Where the all past dewy nights and aromas?
Where I left my right right hand and path?
Oh! Grant me a dropping stream in love,
Love dwells far better in a tea cup,
Immortal memories kill my inner happiness.
Fuel dove flies like a saved dude,
Ah! Life snatched souls by dewy nights,
When heart becomes ill separated guy.
Draw a memory of the virgin dew,
Chew clasped dreams fall unconsciously.
Omnipotent carves me out to the bid,
Swear, Grant some precious tales of robotic Act.
Let corporate hilly waves of windy puff,
Pull an oath to buy those charming ways;
Come come again in my life,
O fragrance of the dewy night.