Melting like tears dripping from my eyes
Like the leaves on a weeping willow
Hanging low and leaning here and fro
But you caught every drop
Not an ounce of me touched the ground
Whispering words like a fountain over flowing with water
Like a water fall trickling down a rocks curves
Dripping here and there
But you savored the fresh mist
Not a word escaped your listening ear
Beating beating like a drummer boy on his drum
Like the pounding of wild horses running
Thundering thundering noises in the air
Basking in the sound of it's beauty
But you pronounced every beat it made
Blowing wind like the ocean caress the shore
Like your tongue filling my mouth
Tasting so sweet like berries off a new vines
You were elated with new life
As nothing has eluded your grasp......
- Alfreda Ghee
- Poetry is a gift that I found out that I have been blessed with. The gift of word is given in many forms..Spiritually and poetically etc. Words that I express is given through love.. I feel that love is GOD and if that is so then GOD is love.. Love doesnt hurt a persons actions is what make you hurt...
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