A whorl slowly unfurls
blooms,
The queen of the garden dances,
With the libertine wind
All day.
Lily of may
Soon the crimson skies turns gray
And the morning sun fades
She crumbles,
Back to dust, she rusts
Thought flowers of today
Perish,
In the dawn of future
As new flowers bloom
A new day replaces
The night's gloom
dispelling cobwebs of past
This too might not last
change is eternity
And time steadfast
blooms,
The queen of the garden dances,
With the libertine wind
All day.
Lily of may
Soon the crimson skies turns gray
And the morning sun fades
She crumbles,
Back to dust, she rusts
Thought flowers of today
Perish,
In the dawn of future
As new flowers bloom
A new day replaces
The night's gloom
dispelling cobwebs of past
This too might not last
change is eternity
And time steadfast
4 visitors stopped by.:
WHOA WHOA, ur thoughts astound me!
tht was so beautiful!
You know.... many a times I've been finding myself at a loss of words to comment on your poems ! :)
Exquisite !
TOO GOOD :)
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