Aye precious time thy hold
Secrets many of yesters untold
Aye precious time thy behold
Tales of morrow to unfold
Aye precious in thee remains
The essence of what has been lost
Aye precious in you contained
Is inception of what is to be yet…..
I wonder if I must envy you
For In you somewhere my past is still the present
Or must I pity you my sweet
For you must witness every misery
Or must I my dear friend be filled with spite
What if you were an enemy under disguise?
Aye dear does your heart find pleasure
When you see pain beyond measure
Why you must know all
They say you're the greatest counselor that ever was
Will thy seek me out
For they say you're the cure of all ailments that the heart hath brought
Until then my bitter sweet
Keep safe in you the untold history
Secure in you my unborn dreams
Unfold slowly to me the fore bound mysteries.
dear Mira this is so nice beginning nice poem, so exciting and cool luwi
A lovely dedication to time, Mira. Keep up the good work.
A good start with a nice poem, Mira. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
A classical style well blended with some insightful thoughts and wonderful expressions. A perfect 10. May I invite you to grace my poetry section?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very good start, it will be good if message is brought out short and clear, anyways this poem is good...