Best Bason Poems

Saul’s twinkling eyes took it all in – the platinum hair framing a first-class face, the silvery sheath dress wrapped around a figure that was out of sight, but in plain view. She was definitely the classiest thing in the joint -- Bannister’s by name,...

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Title: THE HOLY TRAIL -free verse

It's dusty-walk  to paradise
on feet-thorns prick.
it's tear-ful a journey to
where happy lies_in scorching sun's pit
 and grey clouds' demise.

 old sages foot-print 
 on sands-of-time,  trees  grow
bearing good fruits and leaves;
 trails mapped by a Holy-book,
and lads...

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