Friday, October 11, 2013

If pop goes my heart, by eternal sunshine,

If pop goes my heart
By eternal sunshine,
I can't let You go,
If cool breeze from the East
Flows straight to my pages
As flows happiness for ages,
I can't let You go...
If I lose counts of time
Of feeling morning's sublime,
How can I let life go?
If poetry sows glorious shine
How can I not see my mind
Reflecting auspicious lines?

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