poetry

Flower of Dhaka

Outside the search

Unexpected find

Sat on your perch

A world from mine

 

Through the wire

We almost connect

Imagination inspired

My will your test

 

I look alone from afar

Your silence my pain

Distant beauty you are

Admired in vain

 

Your word a kindness

A look is soothing

I think myself blessed

To say you knew me

 

Fine and lovely

You are a gem

Sad and lonely

Happy I pretend

 

Until you speak

I despair

Your touch I seek

To smell your hair

 

My graceful dove

Your soul my power

True great love

My Dhaka flower

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s