good morning (sonnet poem) Shah Alam I was worried as my soul sleep deeply , With a cover of winter shet . Though my summer of youth looks shine, And makes a lovely turn to heart. Yet the eyes notice the senses of heart, But my soul as sleep like a unborn chick . No doubt it will do it longer. And makes a map of its less world, It is my eyes that sheak sometimes, But see a moment and makes again . I was worry again as it sleep deeply, Sudden sight in my dream a innocent face It awake delightfully and deeply exited ! And will be sleepless as long will be!
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 19:34:42 +0000
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