Fill Your Lips With The Wine Of Love. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
Fill Your Lips With The Wine Of Love.
I was praying intensely
for a long time.
Then to my surprise
i saw an angel
coming down from heaven
with a golden plate in her hand
full of ripe grapes
in red crimson colour.
Angel looked at me and smiled.
The angel came closer and told me:
'My beloved, now stop praying
eat these grapes and fill your lips
with the wine of love'.
Free Verse at it's best. Picture is not appropriate depiction of the poet's imagination. I give it an Eight.
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4/25/2024 11:37:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
For a long time. Thanks for sharing.