Fever to fire the flame
Energy to entice her expanse
She moved ...moved with all her might
Day and night and night and day
Alas her share silently went away
Tiara sparkled ...Oh on her friend's shape
Deffered success or an unfair game she proclaim
Few folks fair as the Father
Few fake bluff with perfect poise
While others play plain
She moved..moved with caution
Anger,animosity,impatience , rage
She moved numbed though with faith
Silent moderator will measure matter
Means and move and every mode
For she may fizzle and miss the boat
The invisible will remedy their soul
She moved...moved with a spirit so sure
Shelly
4 comments:
Till the spirit is pure, noone could dare to stain inside!
A fine write.
Thanks a lot for your comment..I just hope this new kid on the block is doing justice to this form of writing:)
Kid? :) ... you are and will add value to poetry until you force writes ;) ... kidding ... the best thing I have noticed in ur few posts is tht there's an embedded 'hope'. I wish you always keep tht, closest!
Kid..not literally ..my poetry writing is still in its infancy but ya i truly believe that every infant must grow..cheers
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