I went and found myself a muse
one revered in the ancient hymns,
her presence small and spirit bright.
I cannot refuse her slightest whims.
I fell in love with what I found,
she was far; yet, within my reach,
it was the contact of that touch
that bound my flesh and winsome speech.
It wasn't conquest that I sought,
just love, not war, this truth survives,
my words that pageant throughout time
complete surrender best describes.
The words I write are slowly formed
lettered by years of silent mind
that listened deep and rarely spoke
you now awoke with lessoned time.
I went and found myself a muse, her presence small and spirit bright I cannot refuse her slightest whims. lovely thought.
It wasn't conquest that I sought, just love, not war, this truth survives, my words that pageant throughout time complete surrender best describes. poem bounded with the threads of love, love & love....deep & innovative, great job Sir
I really adore this one. A real touching write, it invokes undertones of a very deep love and passion. A great write.
Well captain, is it the far thing you worry about, you are a pirate and have a ship..do sail and in every move it makes you come closer to the one who amuse your mind...nice poem captain Ai Ai captain_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good & spirited one. go on writing