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My Princess


My princess!
My heart aches at your face
pale,
My heart strings- fragile, moulds bale.
                Droops,
lively blossom-mottled cheek,
                Drips, my sorrow – your Bridal
Veil in bleak.

My princess!
Upon the mirror of my love
sheen,
Twinkles, your glorious beauty preen.
                  Ah!
Entombed into me, your soul,
                  Now, bade me disfigured –
deserted doll.

My princess!
My arms- tender, longs for
you,
Seeks your vision to embrace you.
                  Hold me; I will
cede you my heart’s pulse,
                  I will resuscitate your sleeping
beats convulse.

©-SAMARENDRA PATRA-2011
  Author,
poet-(INDIA)

title-2-Drips, charismatic beads….

Bows, early
dawn’s opalescent sky,
Transient strokes, infinite grace.

        Drips, charismatic beads from on high,
Onto the caravan of veins, slumbering solace.

Rejoices, Splashes of green
tender,
Beads: crystal, reflecting light Prismatic: amber.

          Flakes of dulcet tone, camouflaged slender,
Spout-symphony woven out of air.

      Caressingly,
spreads on Sepal’s palm,
      Dew: beads, slithers, Voyage-sinuous.

            Gleams -At the apex of ladybug’s charm,
                Suspends-
spherical, ecstasy, pearly-gloss.

©-SAMARENDRA PATRA-2011

Author, poet-INDIA

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at www.waterstones.com

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