Wednesday, February 25, 2015
For The Heavens
As you wish you spring into view for the heavens
To display a reality of the entire sphere or globe.
In the beautiful opinions of hurt a muttered man
Is stung by tongues that brothers have ordered.
The genius stands to tell of echoes together with smiles,
Faces then turn from the former province.
Rain hinders the carriages of our youth, as the train
Never stops and unwinds, the guess of a sense in time
Foretells the ready image of a day in triumph.
As you want the desire of the desire,
A vagabond will deter your opinion from capsizing,
This hearing of the testimonial is adequate to beam
On with enlightenment, states are all their fury.
My authority to rule and discuss desire
Feeds the handled mortuary, from the lick
Of flames as they know more than your face.
Topic(s) of this poem: free verse