Refreshing silkenness in your endurance
Like a breeze that refreshed
Soft whisper did enmesh
A mind so generous
I'm bewildered, I so guess
You seemingly, that true
My mind it thinks of you
Just sleeping or awake
Continue that dream state
And wherever I go
This one thing you must know
I fail to undertand
This thought process - my mind
In circumstancs new
I wobble with no cue
The rawness of your style
I cannot help but smile
In wondrous times of truth
I stand up to salute
The silken want of youth
I find it, nail and tooth
In everything I do
So much to spell a few
The agonies of mind
I set it stall behind
Then everything anew
I seek to hold, renew
The freshness of the hour
Makes nature stand cover
By aryaindia
Author's comments:
Awareness of blessings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem that was enjoyable to read. typo error-'undertand'-should be 'understand' ok Ravensong