Your visiting my page
Made my heart dance
Screen at me glances
My age turns teen-age
You're like a nice breeze
To blow in summer heat
The dead's soul his body meets
Keep always blowing please
In vineyard if you pass
Wine could pour as rain
Booze the stones and remains
Wine enough for my glass
Thank your eyes at me wink
My chest up smiles my soul
In nut's shell in deep hole
All around becomes pink
In all places star you are
Joys to life model style
Assign me a little while
When in rest if from far.
Dedicated to Ammira 11/13/2008
Ammira the star --the topmodel--- the joy of your life hey Ammira cant you see the starrrrrrrrrrs in Kassems eyes lovely to read this piece++++10 regards anjali (do read mine No need to say sorry)
Very good rhymes in your poems friend that make them lyrical and beautiful. On this kind of a subject I wrote a couple of poems HER SMILE & A THING OF BEAUTY. This is very good poem. I liked it..........10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Booze the stones and remains...................are you saying that some female fashion model named Ammira can turn stones into wine? ? ? i tried to use Google to find a photo of some model named Ammira. i found some photos: Images for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model Image result for Ammira model More images for Ammira model - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - well, there really were some photos with women, but also one with just feet in high heel shoes. so maybe Ammira is a shoe brand? ? the photos, of course, did NOT paste onto this page. ; ( - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Thank your eyes at me wink..........Think? i think the rigid keeping to your rhyme pattern MIGHT have made the poem a little difficult for me to follow. BUT having followed the pattern faithfully, you did very well in making me understand. i THINK you have a 'crush' (love-thoughts) 'on' Ammira. Does your wife approve? ? ? ha ha! ! bri :) to MyPoemList