My essence swims towards your spirit

I who write these verses today

Shall sing to the divine arcadia in you

like the petals of omnipotence

of ideals from such eminent flavors . 

I want to drink your crystal-pure abeyance

I want to taste your artistic euphoria

And  in your moral depths of innocence

I shall discover new paths to the superlative.

 

I build castles for you,in the blue heaven

Mirrors of pleasant in the dark

Our rays of sorrow, placid gardens of synthesis

Where we learned the fine art of remembering

 

Where I can never love enough

in this wavering life,so brief

I who portray these stanzas today

Only to unlock the mystery of your majesty.

Of ideals of our crowded nobility

In your platonic dignified form

I sing to you of fiery images divine

where I learn the unique ways of loving.

 

Reviews

[Manpreet]

Beautifull!!!

[amarlaksh]

Awe-struck.... just Amazing sir... you write exceptionally well...

[Deron Alexis]

very well captured you have a unique way of stating your emotions and thoughts keep it up thanks for sharing

[InsanityWriter]

Very eloquently put. :) Nice job! ^_^

[David Scott]

This is interesting... It feels like an outpouring of love. Only it seems to translate from a cultural perspective that I don't totally relate with. Still, even if some of this gets lost in translation, I found it very endearing.
Well done. You will break hearts with this one.

[Tai Ryens]

Somehow; I am receiving the mumbles of a drug addiction whispering. What hinted me is the word euphoria; a common use in poetry but has quite a differing description government-wise. After grasping a faint hum of said love (frowned upon where I reside), all the pieces seemed to just . . . connect. Mind you, not easily; but in the tight way where you would think it would not work but will if you place a bit of pressure on it . . .

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

I really like this new style, especially the first 2 stanzas, some lines really stood out too like:

1. Our rays of sorrow, placid gardens of synthesis
Where we learned the fine art of remembering

2.I sing to you of fiery images divine
where I learn the unique ways of loving.

One of your strongest pieces to date imho.

[I, Rene]

Such a blissful write, beautiful phrases through out.

[Dayran]

A profound sense of love that grows into many things to include selflessness, forgiving and certainly the pleasures of life. It may be possible to find such an expression in life in the world ... if not we may preserve a sanctuary for it in our hearts for that special someday. Great going!

[Inda]

Caring about someone in an almost religious sense; that can be dangerous, but it's a side
of love many experience. Great piece!