PrayerA Poem by Ana B.Dear Void - let me stay in your arms, Just till those notes of jazz are playing over the clouds. Mind likes to travel through this world’s endless charms But still I return to my melancholy’s velvet shrouds. Slow dance through imagination… Taste of tulips on my lips… Couldn’t foresee my selfdom’s eradication As it drank my soul in a few sips… Oh, those afternoons That smell of mint and magic Sailing through my mind’s lagoons... Through cities devoid of any logic... Logic...looking for traces of December in July Late night tales lingering in mornings… Got such ugly thoughts to beautify As my mind is still soaring Will the time stop If i’d be here all at once? © 2019 Ana B.Author's NoteReviews
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