Beanth it's ample shade
Lies two flowers,
Bound by a robust connection
Surrounded by a mist of peace
Foundling, their petals were
In the winds of spring.
As the spring's gone
Thou' the peace gone,
Far apart from each other
Breaking the sturdy connection
Left the liabilities of day far behind
Entering the world unseen.
Crisp, tight linage moves mellifluously throughout this eloquent pen-gem...Impressive write ~FjR~
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A great start with a nice poem, Walija. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks