Thursday, 11 April 2013

Tales of Love

Am left in a world of choices
my heart shall not lead
for sorrow and  grief  will be the
rhythm of my weak soul in
this tales of love if i allow.

I shall lead my heart 
for the love i seeketh 
knowns no bound but in ink
on paper speaketh my mind
In lines,phrases,sentence,
chapters i shall begin 
in books i shall end.

I shall show you love unending,
purest of love i shall profess
with unpretentious consent.
In the highest heavens i shall adore you
with unblemished love and devotion 
for the love i seeketh shall be 
written in this tales of love.

Copyright © 2013 by The Black Poet.

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