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Two Poems: Myself and My Love, My Lord

Myself

I
I enlighten you
Who am I?
I
For my part
A juvenile
Bard and writer!
I adore harmony
I am truly
Its disciple

II
I judge
In my love
I breathe
On behalf of
My love
I implore
For her
Although we are
At the flash
Dying in
Each others need
But I discovered
The origin
If nearby
Is a alleyway
I will originate
And if alas
There is
Not an iota
I resolve
And compose one
The day
We will
Be get-together
Soon in merge
Arms, warm with
The blessing
Of crave heart 

III
I am not
The preeminent
But I am
Not akin to
The ancillary
I surmise
To vocation
That I
Feel affection for


IV
My adage
To fan out
JUBILATION
SERENITY
HOPE
And LOVE
On the earth
To re-erect
It as NIRVANA
It is universal
Notion of
Each one’s life

V
I worship
The manner
I am
I am truehearted
And candid
Person moderately

VI
I disgust unavailability
I am
The one
That can smirk
In mess
That assembles potency
From agony
Raise heroic
By manifestation

VII
Inscription to me
Is as an
Articulate path
To appreciate
The stream
Of sentiment
With assist of
Sanctifies words
In charisma
Of EDEN testimony . . . !



MY LOVE, MY LORD

My Love, My Lord . . . !

Can I ask?
My treasured Lord
About my relation
With my angel,
My bona-fide love!
How these days
Of our relation!
It’s truly irresistible
Afar the expectation
Far our pain,
We are close
But truly missing
Eyes are wet
With red tears,
My Heart craves
It’s on fire,
I am wordless
Being her poet
Can I ask?
Or she understand
Me; my life . . . ?
Its idle lord
You made us,
And our relations
Can I ask?
Are we together?
Why this catastrophe?
Why we don’t . . . ?
I truly miss
Her soothing arms . . . !
I truly miss
Her affectionate kiss . . . !
Her benign touch
To my hope . . . !
My sunrise breathe
Is her windfall . . . !
Can I ask?
For her, Lord! 
I need her
Almighty, I implore!

 

 

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