Manonton Dalan

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Walking The Aisle - Poem by Manonton Dalan

up on pretty hill where
nobody try dare to stay
sits a beauty overlooking
plains of fruiting vines
scented by breezing sea
nurturing juice of gods

when sails comes to roast
night sky kiss ridges mound
reflecting yellowish richness
that sparkles and rebounds
I hold my breath in awe
beautiful indeed, I head
and I remember your smile

Topic(s) of this poem: love and life

Comments about Walking The Aisle by Manonton Dalan

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/21/2015 4:26:00 AM)

    Holding breath is beautiful in this wise expression. Fantastic poem shared with reality. Nice sharing...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 21, 2015

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