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English Poetry |
Wide-eyed in the thin light,
woken a dropping eye.
Spoiled me, her tired night
weeping me, to my cry.
Anxious thoughts hide, don’t speak
feared though in such blissful joy.
Crumbled left her pleasured cheek
Torturous I play annoy.
Eyes sparkle and smiling she,
warmth of her calling hug.
Ignorant me, I knew not the,
love of her cozy snug.
Through age, through weathers
sports she the play of making me.
build pride, a strength she spur,
in all my ignorance and disagree.
lovely poem sir
Ukhas,
I liked the tone of this poem.
“Anxious thoughts hide, don’t speak
feared though in such blissful joy.”
“Ignorant me, I knew not the,
love of her cozy snug.” – the best lines
Good one