You caressed with the moon...
what a twist you gave...
I was wondering
why at your age..
gals in negligee
you did chase ...
so at your behest
twice I raced..
to see her without a negligee to trace..
you gave my arms a twist
I must admit..
the moon had already by been stripped..
as dripped
add on to your dress less moon
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why go about the rigamarole
all hold their pole...
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Scenic beauty
and
mastery of poetry
in love we dwell only
when one feels alone and more lonely
Then we look up to the moon
as a sole beauty
and
sun we await daily
come the lovely seasons of the year
like a river of life
we all endear
with love
neither favour nor fear
You all are such great poets
all hear
This will help others also to me hear here!
Mom missed. The desire grew. The eyes became darker and darker. The rain started to come out of my eyes
The small things we remember for the rest of our lives. Mothers... they deliver.
when one feels alone and more lonely Then we look up to the moon as a sole beauty and sun we await daily Lovely poem sharing 10+++++
I am so glad ur enjoying my poetry How I wish you also compose some ur a lovely poet may be quite young
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Are they ever gone dear friend look in the mirror her smile rest upon your face for we are part of them and they par of us your work brings my mother back who has long been gone from this world Thank You