My lost love
I exist, In the world of stars Guided by the string Of my bleeding guitar Where I Add life, to the thread of stars Generating the chords From my broken guitar And from his hello tunes Twang his breath of free That sang with the pine trees Where the river pines To the sea Where I struggled for a change By planting the seeds In deeds of the torrential Rain Where my Lost guitar sang Where were you sourcing from its cord Carried our tunes In the chariots of God With my high hopes In the song of afternoons In the symphony of hope With the celebration of a new Sun Where I Crossed The barriers of my freedom. Where the independent days United under one Flag And I sang The songs of Earth.
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Iren
My love for poetry began when my friend NIkhil inspired me to enter the beautiful world of poetry, I was also inspired by Derick Williams aka Benhur, and truth be told Mistral(Marianna, Dawn)who were like MotherNature themselves, my friend,...
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