What shalt thou forget?
how canst one forget
this mystic goddess of love.
So slim like gazelle,
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Like..wow...is this autobiographical? ? Mystical, ah, yes. Cheers. Subroto
Mystic pizza of a mysterious girl Myriad in the essence of myrhh as she twirl..............
the visual imagery is great i have never read a work like this using the old english by a modern writer great work
This poem is great to read out aloud...the sounds and visual imagery are a treat for the senses.
A perfect idol of mysterious what they call 'Love'. Thanks a lot for your comment Anjali.
What a perfect creature she is, the Goddess of Love, beautifully written Anjali, thanks 10 Lynda xx
Absolutely Seema, she never fails to draw a keen attention. Keep it up Anjali.10+++++++
Its the unique magical touch of ur word sense that make your writings more ornamental and attractive....you never fail to draw attention.....beautful poem! 10+++++
a lovely mystical picture with a lovely background score....truely grand
mystical....wholesome.... created with all finery....with the depth immeasurable.... making the beauty of love more beautiful..... desirable and unfathomable... 10++++++
the tears she sheds like drops of blood become crystals of diamonds to sparkle for eternity..................oh what a mystic Gddess of love, beauty scintillates by art of mystery, mist of love drizzles over skin of red rose that sparkles ever and ever after, ingeniously curved by the beauty of love and the craving runs across the vernal desire, wrought luscious by excellent metaphors and imagery,10++++++, thanks for sharing
a legendary craft and theme...posted in excellence...ageless opus...10+++
Anjali, Are you a mystic Muse Or a waking dream! ! ! ! ! ! You fly over heavenly Nature and earthly gleam. You, wrapped up in love all around Sing songs of mystic love profound. CP
this piece is very soothing. great my friend
'At nights, not alone with perfumes and wine and wanton hours, shes always in thy thoughts' Beautifully penned. An interesting piece. I always love to read your poems. Imagery has no limit. Keep write madam