Proud Perfection Poem by Yashim George
Proud Perfection
Is there a thing as perfect to find,
a perfect proud thing?
I, have failed to find
I grind the grains of reasoning
and the chafe of my search blew my mind
-One perfect sphere
Its presence neither the living nor the dead deny
It is one eye hung in the universe above men
lore reminds us that it misses notin'
Its brilliance bears no flaw
Roses and rainbows are blessed by it
seasons thwart by the wrath degrees of it's embrace
It is the glory of day
the blanket of the night
The sun never coy to kiss the forehead of earth
nor does it regret walking proudly away;
it knows we dream of him
Especially the way it colours life
Its perfection is indeed proud
A good start with a nice poem, Yashim. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.
Your reviews are as butter on a frying pan, thanks a lot....
A witty reflection on the essence and beauty of the sun. Beautiful piece of poetry nicely brought forth in good diction with conviction. Brilliant, very brilliant. Thanks for sharing Yashim.
Beautiful poem Yashim Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
Imaginary world expounding real nature with our living. Good work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/26/2025 6:16:43 PM # 1.0.0
Such an interesting write, Yashim...10++++
Great Bernard, thanks a lot.