Cluster of dreams
Cloyed with vibrant colors
Reigns supreme in my sound sleep
Balanced mind
Cool, calm and composed
Measures my way, long and steep
Heart is big
Big enough to take you whole
In its journey to loves highest peak
Gifting flowers
I can have thorns to live with
A life with alms I never do seek
Rise I will for sure
From ashes to reach for star
And wear tiara of success and pride
A new hope lives in me
To keep me kicking and alive
To let me live ever at the helm of tide
Beware of me
My love is not at all fake
And my heart is made of pure gold
I am a born lover
You belong to me and me to you
My love is precious and it can't be sold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its a pleasure reading this poem which comes as a lover's sincere commitment to his beloved. Thanks. Following lines take us to the 'highest peak' of this poetic experience: And my heart is made of pure gold You belong to me and me to you My love is precious and it can't be sold
Thanks for reading and comment and loving my poems. Gratitude.