Adieu-Adieu-I fly, adieu,
I vanish in the heaven's blue-
Adieu, Adieu!
(Two lines from 'Shed no Tear' by John Keats)
Following is my experimental poem to draw in some new air into my old poems based on love and romance.
Expression of 'love never dies' has reached its epoch here!😂
We both are masons,
Binding marbles of moments,
while God instructs,
With the mortar of love,
Our shared mausoleum of memoirs,
Where we will rest,
Until fails every epithet,
That tries to constricts, the definitions
And boundaries of love.
Lying with your skeletal leg,
Over one of mine,
Will not be a bad way,
Of spending time, after death!
Or fuming together,
And flying towards the sky ,
Mingling with floating ambers,
Slowly passing by!
Love till time freezes,
Till last breezes,
Crazy idea for craziests-
Maniac is heart,
Maniac is mind!
YOU ARE READING
IMMORTAL IMMIGRANTS
PoetryThese words have escaped the city of my heart and are refugees here with their tents on the pages of this book beseeching nationalities of your hearts. Give them the nationalities of your heart.
