Win Over Self... Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Win Over Self...
As the sun set and the moon cast its first glimmers,
the lifeless faces began to glow in my eyes,
and the sleeping giant inside of me,
began to pound on the doors of desires.
The night sky with its general twinkle of stars
lit the white fire and painted the animals on the walls.
Waves began to hit the lustful eyes,
and the terrified little soul mustered the courage
to push them away from the walls.
The front mirror reminded me of my true reflection,
and the brimming moon revealed the naked beauty to the eyes.
The conflict continued all night, and when the moon finally yielded to the tangerine sun
desires slowly gave up their hold on the green grass.
Marvellous poem Asim ji. How nature plays a masterful game with our senses.......10 + To my Favourite
Master Stroke, The conflict continued all night, and when the moon finally yielded to the tangerine sun desires slowly gave up their hold on the green grass.
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5/6/2024 5:25:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
So magnificently and poetically described! Fantastic and unforgettable, images derived, from this gorgeous poem, so well conceived with great poetic valor and pride. Always, uniquely beautiful writs!