On thoughts' lane
Glancing at the gloomy April sky,
Solitarily I sit, overwhelmed in my hermitage.
The sky is not the least unnerved
As it persistently talked in thundering tones.
Finally, it gave in to the gathered clouds
And wrung out its tears in torrents
Pelting the walkway and overflowing drains
The same way your love rains in my heart,
Flooding my arteries and drenching my cardiacs
Blood and fluid I need no more since love reigns.
For your love, all vitamins and proteins I need.
On Cupid's wings you've made me fly
Your arrow of love shot at my Achilles
So badly it got me, yet to recover I pray not
Thoughts of you waft across my nostrils
More than any cologne the world ever knew.
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punchlines so soft and lovely...matches the weather and time we are in presently
Yes. That's the inspiration
I love this 👍
Nice one bro.... Lovely poem
Thanks dear. I could almost always tell your chosen field has priority in deciding what you fancy. Unconsciously this act may seem. I guess the use of blood, arteries and cardiac, interests you particularly.😁
Hahahahaha 😂
This really made me laugh.. Lol.
So true
Nice poem!
Thanks
Nice ponch lines @harrywill, the last stanza threw me back to my sce.school days, when i read works from william wordsworth.
Good poem ,and nice choice if words.
@arinzechukwu
Thanks brother. I'm happy you could relate to it.