"Sun-Beam" bygeel
Sun-Beam... I'll call her...with a sting
That which is essential
Influential to many...including myself
Resembling
A
Cyclone...raised
Fuming
As I gaze
With beauty of her own
Not understood...by the hood of life
But...inside she sparks a light
Of...Love
By the end of this write
You'll concur
It seems that beauty runs deeper than deep
Deeper than...the journey
Deeper than...what the eyes can see
Deeper than...the pain
Deeper than...the shadows that remain...of broken dreams...that skattered away
But thats alright...tonight
We learn from our mistakes...that's all one can do...and call it a day
Or don't we?
To cute for her own good
There she stood...57 of age...with some gray
Perserved just for this day...made for our meeting
Conserved...to bring healing
Within...what ...
Showcase Your Poem
Read, Rate, and Comment...
