To be one upon which stars have shone,heedless to either shreiks, or hum,resting by the creek, when,like a sleep the nights become!With lone stars it wanders,this, a vagabond soulbewitched to sway,aloft, along, and then away!Yet,of a buoyant soul,the self remains,gazing at the glittersin a crescent lane!
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The host
You are of stars an enchanted soiree;of the myriad flowers, a nuanced symphonyof how they sway, a serried rhapsody.You are the scent of cold moon that sleeps upon the valley;for hues to fade in, an obsidian sea.And howsoever the day turns out to be,you are of rhymes, a fair host to my melody!
Reminisce
I needn’t reminisce at dawn!Yet the wait seems so long!I lean upon a post by a path less trodden.It is not just apparel but the soul toothat stands blanched in monochrome,with a burning head as he bows!I must have left some hues behind!Upon the post I lean and wonder;there is no soul ‘neath that tyranny,noContinue reading “Reminisce”
What a night is!
Ask me what a night is and I’d say “respite”,she soaks the sore eyes in her quiesced soulbornof calm ice.Ask me what a night is and I’d say “waltz”,and he who picks the darkest night sways the damselfairest of all.Then I quip and quibble;she’s “graceful”,”nimble”.Ask me what a night is and I’d say “good bye,it’sContinue reading “What a night is!”