No more but less*
Grasping one more time
Gasping last breaths mind
Holding on to Holy Almighty Lord
Until the last rites spoken word
Crucified delight of past treat
Only to find final place in defeat
Dom*Colucci 2010
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Beauty of paradise*
Beauty of paradise* Tucked deep in the valley, a little village stands Only few inhabitants on a short piece of land But it is the fall and...
Strong, very strong.
ReplyDeleteMade me cry,
As it pervades my soul.
Made me laugh,
As it perades my heart
With bliss and happiness for you.
Yes my Dearest Shiamala, I felt the presence at the end when I seen how this poem was done...enjoy as well(+)
ReplyDeleteDom*:)xo---{--@