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Your green leaves have caught me on your trees
To leave you no more but to offer pure greenery
Like the ointments brewed out of the olive trees
Planted in the light orchards bearing heavy fruits
I doff my hat and my heart like the panting harts
I am the wandering clown singing for the crowns
Upon white doves cooing brilliantly on our peace
To remain the raw material for their golden blood
I am the worthy weaver bird weaving birthrights
Scripted solidly in the Holy Scripture from above
Where faith crowns worn on the purified hearts
Accentuated in the sanctuaries of moral equities
The innumerable multitudes of seasoned smiles
On your face like the suns celebrating an energy
Uploaded on the colourful rainbows in the skies
Sail across the celebrated faithful flower ribbons
When joint account of love is jointly over drawn
And the cheques of knitted hearts are signed out
Under due signatures of our compound interests
We vetted our drafts and voted for an adventure
Love is elusive, exclusive, inclusive, conclusively
I shrink not from my beliefs your heart my relief
Your love has prosecuted me times with seasons
I remain the inmate in the template of your love
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Notice by Steve Kowit
- Walls at Drogheda by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
- Gertrude of Wyoming by Thomas Campbell
- The Decree Of Athena
- Last Invocation, The. by Walt Whitman
- By The Camp Fire
- golden_eangle.html
- The Further Bank by Rabindranath Tagore
- All Kinds by William Wright Harris
- Some Clouds by Steve Kowit
- Epitaph on Captain Lascelles by Robert Burns
- Владимир Высоцкий – Один смотрел, другой орал
- On The Tomb Of A Priestess Of Artemis by Sappho
- Вероника Тушнова – Твои глаза
- A First Confession by William Butler Yeats
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
