This poem, like many that will follow is inspired by Louis JaberNyiri Aballa, the lady who has completely swept my heart away.
POETRY FROM MY HEART
MY DREAM ANGEL'S VOICE –
A heart tossed away in darkness,
Misplaced and forgotten:
Then in vivid starkness
A scintillating love begotten
Light pierces my hearts gloom
And dispels the doom
In which my life was imprisoned.
`Tis yet another tender noise,
Whispering echoes of feelings lost,
In a honeyed dreamlike voice,
Which make warm and silky sensations flare,
Slowly thawing my hearts frost
And twain in harmonious pair,
My dream angel releases the snare;
And my life finds freedom awaiting again.
Her beauty fills up my soul with joy
Like the scent of sweet smelling flowers
Whose fragrances intoxicates me as a boy,
Dazed by a spell of loves consuming power.
I delight in her
Soothing presence from a far,
In whose shadow my life has found meaning.
Perchance, this pearl of rare beauty is not aware,
That she is the light of my hope,
That the spirit of her elegance makes me swear
Again not to drop
To the bottomless depths of despair.
In my dream angels voice
A serene not of compassion
Awakens and recreates a new person.
Your sighs and assurances, dream angel,
Have become an eternal receptacle,
Wherein my dreams blossom forth,
Like the dazzling splendor
Of the birth of a new and glorious joy.
Creativehorizons is a blog for stimulating creativity and offering creatively written articles, reviews, product descriptions, academic writings and a wide spectrum of ideas on virtually any popular subject. Visit this blog and you are certain to read somethng new
Search This Blog
Pages
Popular Posts
-
When I wrote this poem, I was at a point where dejection with self was just about to sweep me down the dungeons of despair. I took a careful...
-
A SWEETENED CUP Enfolded in a protective embrace, Of feelings soft and cloudy; Of sweet sensations Pleasurably churning in my stomach; ...
-
I am retracing the sweet silver path, You engraved in my heart, Back to where we parted ways. This time if I find you, I will gently bea...
-
PROSAIC DREAMS In torrents of anguish unmitigated; Everyone suffers their private torments. In moments of personal hell Shrouded by semb...
-
BEYOND THE HORIZON Prologue To the passersby, nothing seemed unusual about the ceremony taking place in the farthest corner of the sprawl...
-
LIGHT ETERNAL Those lovely pools of light, Ringed with tiny winged butterflies; As brilliant as dew-drop mirrors, Warms my heart with e...
-
I cannot say precisely when we began this conversation with dad (God). I am going to use the word dad and God interchangeably. So make no mi...
-
LUSCIOUS LOVE IN TENDER BLOSSOMS. Luscious love in a tender blossom, A blossom that in ripeness, Has the fragile appeal of youthfulnes...
-
A Letter to my Dear Beloved. Part I Dear My beloved, I have been sincerely asking God, To send an angel into my life… I hope ...
-
The sight of your face, The intensity of your love Sets my passions on a race; And like the brilliance of a starry night above Your pr...
No comments:
Post a Comment