- - - -My Stella - -71 Comments

My dream's delight is my fate now and I am her hymnist. I wast lost and in the abyss of my ignorance my stella wast lost. Now glittering morning shines with promises of life. ...........

I wast alone in the forest of wild, witless brute, and my spirit suckling wast asleep. Years painful evocation through silent solicitude arises and awakens my heart's joy and I am a living presence Now.

Time hast gone through windy way for mind's motiveless fantasy and aching courtesy. Dreamy pain to fight with nothingness drains Vim vigour and vitality.

Years painful evocation through silent solicitude arises and awakens my heart's joy and I am a living presence Now.......

My dream's delight is my fate now and I am her hymnist. I wast lost and in the abyss of my ignorance my stella wast lost. Now glittering morning shines with promises of life.

Aching courtesy! ! Love and Life. 👫 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Very good poem....fine write...