The sky mellows its eyes above me,
Endeared letters inscribed in divine ink
Tips of fallen feathers,
Angels that soar within,
Melding the doors of my heart
Writing your name on its handles
Knocking, that perchance it will open
Torrents of enchantment,
Love, my entrapment
Concealing life's scars,
The scent of peace,
As your presence passes by,
Put me to sleep, oh Lord,
But have me by your side,
Let fate light my
manora
In the confines of your heart,
How few my candles
But how close are love
Entwines.
Lighting the darkness of
my prison,
my heart.
2 comments:
HEAVY FAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY MAN.......WE DONE GOT OUR STUDIO NOW
ON THE DIZZLE
HOLLA
"I'll post something in a few minutes, god willing." June 06, 2010
Manora, March 03, 2011.
When did the meaning of "few minutes" become "few months"? :)
Beautiful poem. Please share more of your pebbles with us. Your pebbles are from the beaches of heaven.
وإن من الحجارة لما يتفجر منه الإنهار وإن منها لما يشقق فيخرج منه الماء وإن منها لما يهبط من خشية الله
Your bro...knives, grunts, rage...page...:)
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