I have been Summoned...
Summoned by the great conclave of the masters of wisdom
summoned to pay hommage
to someone whose stars align
with very mystreries of the JULS of the NIGHT
AN essence of pure embodiment of FRIENDSHIP
sparked with a FIRE fueled with PASSION
divinely ORDAINED for the sustaineance
of all who comes in contact with the JULS of the night
and even when i refuse to do this...
i am enchanted by her smile that takes its
form from the purest waters that flows
along the banks of the islands of the JULS of the NIGHT
An ENTITY with a hard shell formed to face
the TOUGHEST of times...
and yet..
retain the SOFTNESS of the DOVE(N) HEART
Sorry you were not ours to TAKE
Sorry you were not Ours to BREAK
Sorry you were not ours to SHAKE
BUT i am certainly PROUD
FOR YOU ARE OURS...
TO LOVE
TO CHERISH
and
TO SHARE...
LATE OR NEVER
ITS JUST MY BIRTHDAY WISHES TO OUR DEAR
JULS OF THE NIGHT
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem