The secret of my musingsA Poem by Balkaran SidhuI live gently for this, tenderly walking Pregnant with serenity, for reward of a full life I am not just a paseerby as I pretend. The art of my poetic forms, where I dwell into my soul There is no other pinnacle of innervation That fills my veins with such blissful ease. I bid Love ask, with loving faith to quell More subtle and divine than any joys yet The sun spent in my laboring heart the last calming wave of moonlight that keeps me alive. Some more truth to settle in a mortal heart That I melt for virtues and efforts I am the last melody of my kind fighting for the muses of my verses. © 2013 Balkaran SidhuReviews
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10 Reviews Added on February 18, 2013 Last Updated on February 18, 2013 AuthorBalkaran SidhuHanumangarh, Rajasthan, IndiaAboutHome will always be here... Poetry Anthology- http://www.amazon.com/Divided-Seven-Billion-Balkaran-Singh-ebook/dp/B00KQ3668Q/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=&qid= Facebook -https://www.fa.. more..Writing
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