dukesekhon sekhon

To - - An Illusion - Poem by dukesekhon sekhon

Aah, thou, a mystical hymn of soulful bliss,
Playing truant with mind’s imaginative harp.
Hark the music! so harmonious {but confoundedly amiss},
That lightens the spirit and gladdens the heart.
Oh whereof, one might ask, its origin or its source?
Never before human sensibilities assailed by similar art.
O ‘tis she ( ) , a spectacle writ in heavenly morse - -
A divine melody played on the Creator’s lyre!

duke the muse

Topic(s) of this poem: image

Form: Blues Poem

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2015

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