On the eve
How does one Say even one verse, unknown to thy grace?
Taming is not shaming, Souls, too compromising of a truce.
We are not there, we are not, one spellbound vibrant muse
At least, could be in blindfolded dreams, hopeful morn, bless.
Words, reign in one raining morn, an hour, wishful in pace
Drizzle, a lighter cadence, for earnest hearts, still in prudence
May you reign over a blissful may, fainting sounds, longing grace
Fallen reasons through the blissful seasons, fall colors, vibrance
In a world,frozen tears pour in enormous stalagmites, indifference of oblivion
Be thy glory in your silent peace, a face,trying in for so long a time, time bygone
Your hands, helpful in belief, find me in prayers, morning hours, rhyming season
a Sun is the lamp of the day,in a long forgotten faded moon,on one gothic morn.
A warrior is a warrior through pain and glory, pages of life will find truth,Reason.
Copyright © Tamanna Ferdous | Year Posted 2022
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