Am left in a world of choices
my heart shall not lead
for sorrow and grief will be the
rhythm of my weak soul in
this tales of love if i allow.
I shall lead my heart
for the love i seeketh
knowns no bound but in ink
on paper speaketh my mind
In lines, phrases, sentence,
chapters i shall begin
in books i shall end.
I shall show you love unending,
purest of love i shall profess
with unpretentious consent.
In the highest heavens i shall adore you
with unblemished love and devotion
for the love i seeketh shall be
written in this tales of love.
Copyright © 2013 The Black Poet.
tale of love, very fine write. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is a beautiful thing... It must be celebrated to the fullest.... Stay blessed