A stranger he was
Can't tell what he saw
He stood and stared
like a child who had just seen a star
Wrapped in the garment of graciousness
You might be tempted to trip, even in
consciousness.
His handsomeness triggers the birds to sing
A stranger, I'd never seen
His smiles quieten the winds
His eyes shines
like the morning sun, walking through the Sky to settle.
I still wonder why his eyes wander restlessly?
Those eyes might be on a mission
likely searching and peeping at different hearts
This stranger must be lost in love.
For his love walked past my heart
oh! what a sweet and bitter experience
A stranger never sure of what he'll find
love or lust?
Eyes beclouded with love he has.
If only he can understand that,
love isn't a coin to pick.
he'd not walk into an obscure lust painted with love.
Eyes beclouded with love he has. If only he can understand that, love isn't a coin to pick. he'd not walk into an obscure painted with love. a very good poem indeed. tony
Well conceived and nicely brought forth in persuasive expressions with conviction. An insightful love poem written from the heart. Thanks for sharing, Chioma. Remain enriched.
Write comment. Such a nice start, Happiness. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow that's realy stunning..! ! ! i'm write as well, this one amazing..