In the middle of the sea,Eyes couldn’t trace a thing;No creature no sign,More I addled my mind. As on island a lighthouse,She held me up on my foot;Giving light to my dark,Helped me clear my path. She is my blurry mate,Visible in mirror when trace;Solving my every quest,It vanish to take some rest.
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Canvas
“There is no evil angel but Love. By that sin fell the angels. O’ What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side! Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.” William Shakespeare On the canvas of lifeI painted some dreamsFlying in the wide spread skyPainted blue in colourDescribing the alchemy of lifeGiving wings To the heartWishes And DreamsSomeContinue reading “Canvas”
Poetry Pot 