Friday, January 17, 2014
I am dating someone, even though I'm married.
In the heavenly vault
It's garden with stars
Alike his caress
kept my top knot hairs
His not soft palms
Aloned a poetess' soul?
How can I be calm
Beside you, sweet balm
From the morn to eve
Erasing all heart grieve
Often pen you missive
Without breathing to live
Oh, I am dating someone
Someone is my husband
Even though, not single
Long to be his bangle
A poorrrrrr poem :P :P
Picture - Willem Haenraets
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Why mar your beautiful thoughts by trying to place them within a frame of rhyme ?
ReplyDeleteI am not clever in English poetry :)
DeleteUsually English words come into my head when I am doing things very fast. Sort of running, cooking, cleaning.. Then it automatically comes with a rhythm. May be, I shouldn’t write them.