Left alone, halo hung;
Midst the nightly waves,
Stars in the sky strung
Above the quiet graves.
Just take a chance
In your shallow disguise,
With a mere glance
Into her hallow eyes
The winter moon's glow,
Bound to my delicate world,
Rained its crystalizing foe.
Around, the flurries swirled
In the deep, perfect land,
I ask the stars, “Hold my hand”
I mask the scars on demand
In sweet sleep, I take a stand
Fleeing the sadness;
Worry leads the way I go,
Everblooming madness
Darkens beneath the snow.
Whispers in my ears
Tickle my spine;
Rupture all my tears,
Dream of mine.
On Valentine's Day, February 14
I gifted you a single red rose
That symbolized my single heart
I still remember
Our pleasure and passion
We’ve flown and will fly together
Under similar sun and moon
That red rose cherishes
My true love
Everblooming in my heart
True love should not be refreshed
That's why on this February 14
I don't have a new red rose
Nor a new wedding ring
To grace your finger again
The single rose
The single love
Is for a lifetime!
Though I could never fathom why the creator made women like roses until I felt my thorns and petals colliding with the sun
As the wretched night falls out of my embrace
Tear drops nourishing my roots evolving to reach unto the sky
I see colour of the rainbows in my petals
Dancing in the stripes of the breeze forevermore
And like a bird's morning melody you let met know that my worth is more than diamonds
Cause a diamond is temporary but a rose is everblooming.
Mother Earth forever warm hearth,
The soil that gives birth to all mirth,
Long-lasting, all embracing and boundless,
Everblooming and always borderless,
A wealful delight ; a virtuous birthright.
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Mist glides above the pristine waters,
Divine clouds rest gently upon the peaks,
Of fair and turquoise Walensee.
Night falls and moon-glow illumes,
The everblooming and serene hills,
Of clear and lofty Walenstadt.
Hidden within the lush green flora,
Leaning against the majestic forest,
Is the little house by Lake Walen.
An elegant cottage with cosy lamp light,
Flowing outwards into the air of night,
That wreathe the pearl of St.Gallen.
Within, a gramophone brings forth,
The mellow sound of a slow lyric waltz,
And the graceful couple of Walen house,
A flaxen lady and her gentle, stoic man,
Delight as they gait softly in warm embrace,
To the still and beauty of fair Walensee!
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8/25/2016