When tombs of ancient bloom
Only if those tombs
of antediluvian times,
Be the teachers
for genius to bloom,
Will positively ancient
hidden in gloom,
Flood thoughts
of subtle minds,
Rise out of mausoleum
and innuendo,
Nurture seeds of future
to panegyrize till eternity.
Will every dead
be reborn ....
Written March 11th, 2016
For contest by JB
Categories:
panegyrize, birth,
Form: Free verse
Andy meets Sandy
Sitting among the crowed of workers
Awaiting the arrival of his Excellency
The executive governor of the promise land
The promise keeper;
I beheld angel, with a dark brown eyes
Conspicuously hidden among the crowd
I was overwhelmed by the beauty of her dark brown eyes
She looked so pretty and angelic as she stared beyond the crowd;
When I couldn’t take it again, I moved to her side.
Her dark brown hair shone in the sun light,
Her skin was soft as the velvet clothe
When I asked her name, she said sandy in a sweet melodious voice.
O sandy, don’t leave my side, don’t leave me alone,
O sandy I love you..... Don’t leave me alone.
Have got a big heart that can fill your love.
As long as I live I will always love you....
As she leaves my side to meet her friend,
I wrote her a love panegyric poem
I panegyrize Sweet sandy,
Then she collected the poem and wrote thank you Andy.
For; Sandy Joy
Categories:
panegyrize, romance,
Form: Verse