MOHAMMAD RIFA ATH Poet Rhyme

The chosen one

Shall I sing to thou, a story of love
love pure and white; whiter than dove.
Her mouth I don't see but her words I hear
for those they take my ears, I shall not fear.
The path she walked, behind will I follow?
"take me please" for the world elsewhere is hollow.
Not my eyes but my heart of her, I saw
"take my eyes out" for it has witnessed more than awe.
"Who is it, the beloved one?"
Isn't it she, the chosen one.

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Beata Agustin September 20, 2024 at 11:46 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.