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It happens in the Age
Contributed by
sid95helio
on
Sunday, 15th January 2012 @ 01:46:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Like a bright cozy dawn in saffron,
And Swans are swimming across the lakes,
Of truth time and worldly Creations,
Like love of something...the throb it makes....
Truth is all Her for the love,
I'm just a Bug of it,
The shine and color on her face,
I'm just in love of it......
Her smile is all at cost of life,
Nothing more i have to offer,
It's all her choice and charm,
To convince her i run out of coffer.....
Innocent in all directions i see,
Free from all those worldly expressions,
She is mine but i am not,
For all She has are charming Impressions......
I lost myself to jungle of black,
Aroma in there better than roses,
Peculiar enough to blink Her eyes,
The door to Eternity opens and closes.......
Copyright ©
sid95helio
... [
2012-01-15 01:46:30] (Date/Time posted on
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