Light of my world,
my most precious pearl,
O how thou beauty dost shine!
Could it be, that we are still fancied by the Fate's design?
Alas! Not so, O it could not be,
Thou is vastly fair in comparison to such a wretch as me!
Thou hast the stars in thine eyes,
The Sun in thine hair,
Thou hast skin fair as the Moon.
Thou hast the Universe in thine design!
How God has pampered thee!
How He lathers thee in such beauty and grace,
Thou hast so much detail in thine face,
Never hast I seen such a wonder as thee.
Aye and thy voice!
Tis the sweetest serenade, no orchestra could replicate thee!
I could bask in thine eloquent until the Sun subsides!
My heart aches like the great earth quakes
acknowledging I shant witness thine beauty again.
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Poems of a Lost Girl
ПоэзияA collection of poems written on my free time, they are mostly all free-style so stanzas and patterns may not always add up exactly but I assure you it staggers the quality hardly at best. I believe a poem can tell you a lot about a person, their i...
