Oh! so its you, discerning, as only you can be
persuasion, grit plain nude grit, perturbing, you
let sleeping lions sleep let bluebird be quiet
your esteem arises from organic force, your sin original.
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a nice poem... i like the paradox...'yelling in a whisper'... Asma...
art when discerns the cajoles of whisper the paints yet discend with colors glow ravings of scarlet red on the trembling lips slowly melts into the rungs of midnight blue................excellent exposition dazzling whisper by the eloquence of imagery, yet of unique genre,10+, thanks for sharing