Dust
Dust
A dust of lust
a creation of us
in whom God resides
perfection in disguise...
To sin or Sancti
In you that is a must
Illuminated shades of doubt
To paint the rose of our life
O! heaven and earth
Let it shivers
As I write from the deepest of my heart
Neglected poet in a silence night
let heaven mourn as i stole A sacred wild rose
if this poem then am dreamin
10/9/10
Copyright © Isa Mahrie | Year Posted 2011
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