Forgiveness
One Idyllic afternoon,
an assembly of assorted
roses, lillies and other magicians
tried many a trick on me,
to convince.
I sat there unmoved.
A flash of nonchalant glance;
I saw them plotting in a huddle.
When the gentle rain,
seated on affable breeze
(unleashed by them)
decended on my face,
I couldnt help, but,
forgive this world of all its sins.
an assembly of assorted
roses, lillies and other magicians
tried many a trick on me,
to convince.
I sat there unmoved.
A flash of nonchalant glance;
I saw them plotting in a huddle.
When the gentle rain,
seated on affable breeze
(unleashed by them)
decended on my face,
I couldnt help, but,
forgive this world of all its sins.
posted by The Regular Joe at
11:47 PM
3 Comments:
:) This was the poem that brought a happy smile to my face early that morning :) Lovely.
:) Thank you
Dei.. you are back with your blogs after a long time.. very good da....
Please have them coming very frequently...
And needless to say this is also a jem indeed... :)
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