Sajdah Al-Riyami Poet Blank verse

My Sun

Allow those sunrays
Bypass through the lenses
Compose up my window  
          Buffing 
Agree to those blends 
Seize on to my grip
And let my sun
Grant me my limelight
      Smiling, blurring
Sojourn!
Don’t swathe my sanity
My guide
My warmth
       The exquisite
My Love
You shall by no means
Recoil beyond the pillows

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L'Nass Shango June 12, 2009 at 3:36 PM Apollo (sun god) ... will always favor those who favor him ... he is the muse of poetry too ... make room he is coming. One love

Jay Loveless June 8, 2009 at 10:31 AM This Is Really Good. Nice Job. Peace. Forever, Boo Boo

Cesar Cantu May 26, 2009 at 2:30 PM Good morning rhymes, breakfast time!!! Jojojo the last line is echoeish, yep "recoil beyond the pillows", sounds like a pinball under a morning bed C= wiii thanks for the experience =)

L'Nass Shango May 22, 2009 at 9:04 AM A powerful vision from a powerful soul of a powerful desire ... laid out in excellent poetry. Bravo.

David Smalling May 19, 2009 at 9:57 AM The close is perfect ... a unique masterpiece that exhales your talent's fullness.

Izzy Gumbo May 19, 2009 at 7:23 AM This is beautiful. A poem of the exquisite indeed :) Great writing my friend.

Nadia Shahwan May 19, 2009 at 6:52 AM Isabella d-Este is one of Da Vinci prettiest paintings..pls google to learn more about or learn something about modern Europe. In regard to your poem, it ryhmes beautifully.