Love Out Loud
A treasure seeker sitting on
a tender tree of tears,
dreaming of a delightful
dance with a darling,
while feasting on fruits of
faith in the field of fears,
like the wind's whispers,
whirling in the womb of
wishes,
hope hovers in a humble
heart seeking a happy
home.
A sweet smile is sent yet
silence soils this suspence,
your unspoken words are
wealthy yet so worthless,
why flaunt a flower in the
darkroom of your dazzling
desire,
when your flame of
friendship still has fresh
fire,
oh salivating soul, wake
from your sleep and
slumber,
approach that alluring
apple while it is sweet and
tender,
come out of the womb of
wishes to a wooing world,
spread your spirit, soar to
the skies to snug that star.
Lend from the lulaby of the
moonlight, love out loud,
give not colours of your
care to the claws of cloud,
till there is a awesome
arrival of
that angel in your arms,
filling your world with
warmth, cheers and
charms.
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