Treasure Island

Littlewing28 Pani


Torment


The burn for you does not hide
A whirlpool of ache never subsides
The chimera of you is a rainbow in me
Aiding the energy of the love you don’t see..

I write you with the most ardent candour
Abandoned of revealing absolute passion
For fear of acknowledgement will be declined
A thought, that disagrees with mind.
My despairing heart in hopeless grief
Please my love, bring liberty
One word from you in preference to
A yes or no will either do


In lieu, I look to the constellation at night
And see your star spires so bright..
Your esoteric being, is so divine
Endangered species, so hard to find.
Of the illusion, you, appearing in light
existence
Manifested beyond our minds,
Unceasingly, loving you in the dream
aspire it to flow a silkeness stream
Alas, i must relinquish,
give the thought release
Gaze my heart down, a lonely one way street..

Submitted: Sunday, July 07, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/7/2013 11:13:00 PM)

    Excellent expression of inner feelings! It was a joy to go through your poem, well written. (Report) Reply

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