Damsels in perpetual bloom, I see and they lure me with their beauty
Wings beating in tandem, I hear and hum in synchrony
Petals brush against my feathers, I touch and it tickles my body
A vanilla scent faint and tender, I smell and fall for it avidly
To reach the abyss of nectar that I taste and ascend the path to divinity
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Sam Wijesinghe
Committed to writing whatever pleases me. I let my imagination run wild. No rules. No restrictions.
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Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH6 days ago in Critique
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Beautiful poem. Nicely Done!!!
Nicely written, Sam