Watched did I, lying upon the ground,
My head, upright.Like a pilgrim astound.
Silence, silence, harkens the ear..
Upon, alerting the naked eyes to seeketh thee with tear..
...
Read full text
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
Such a well crafted poem! I dare to say it is the work of a master!