In Writing You Made A Garden Of Eternity - Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
Blueness; you are munificent, your bosom is opened,
Your opera is cleaned and translucent.
Full moon; you allocates moonlit generously,
Day light; you also allot shining liberally,
In self-pleasant every things exchanges their mood and friendliness.
You have been retired many years ago
That time and day is obscured to me.
From far side all things owing too
In this equinoctial point, you are returned
In this grey time, you take twice birth, baptized again
You are Blueness; you are Full moon; you are Day light;
You are noble moonlit, you are fairness of beloved,
You are generous sight in current society,
You stand constantly on the zenith of dramatic mountain,
You are varying kingdom of literature and pure knowing paint.
In writing you made a garden of eternity
After hundred years of yours death
I see- in literary yard
Unopposed pacing and footprint of your
You come frequently through literary opening door
You are perennial, you are perpetual, and you are epitaph,
Your elixir eminence is unique literary grog-shop.
*******< br>From my old diary (2007)
Remembrance of William Shakespeare
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