Gentle flower white as moonbeam
hiding herself just like a dream
hidden among the leaves unseen
yet fails to hide her fragrance divine.
It pours out far and wide
flying on the wings of wind
to lands so far away from her
gently soothing every mind.
Eyes that has never seen her
are blessed by her fragrance
those who will never see her
are aware of her gentle presence.
A heart full of love does not displays
its complete glory always
sometimes it radiates like jasmine
you just have to feel the presence.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
3 comments:
awesome, ur really good in poetry..
Haiku
thanks a lot workhard, visited your blog, but i think you have a huge circle of readers!!!
the type of grooming i am looking for is not for you and me, because you dont write poetry :(
and i am kind of old fashioned about the blogs i visit, especially read. the third pic in your third post was a little painful for these old eyes.
enjoy your party and life girl!
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