Let Me Sleep

Season's distress,

roaring whirlwind, frost,

Have conceded, 

cleansed the flattened paths,

 Silent gardener has

sprinkled with residue;

The darkest clouds

circles on your sky face;

Your deep blue eyes were

mutilated away by hurricane;

Yet in my garden there is

no more trouble;

The winter's blade is

buried in the earth

Wild music is the

cry that none heard ;

My beauty is dead;

now I shall carry her

to my home grave-yard;

Let me sleep with her

at least for tonight

_______________________

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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February 21, 2016 at 2:04 PM
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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December 26, 2015 at 6:41 PM
WILLIAMSJI, a pleasure to read :) hope you are enjoying the holidays ...... SKAT LOVE
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