I feel her as I feel
A misty breeze
Fresh, inspiring
From her locks, the red rose smiles
Like her overwhelmed lips
In the infinite web of her thought
An adventurer, I was trapped
Once busy life, now empty
Once empty heart, now full
Longs for a smile
Longs for love
No longer
– A poem reopened nearly 25 years after. Written in infatuation.
Verses from the Heart 
Infatuation..but pretty romantic ❣👌
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Glad you got the romance.
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Wow! Great!! Once empty heart, now full. Nice expression👌
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Glad you liked that.
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Beautiful 😄
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Awww… Nostalgia memories. 😄😄
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Yeah
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Oh my… what a beautiful poem…
this line: “From her locks, the red rose smiles” — wow. 🙏🙌
and now I feel funny that I just put a red rose emoji in my comment reply to you on my own site haha… in hopes of not freaking you out, I assure you it is coincidence… (seriously though :))
Such lovely lines in the poem… but if I may give honest feedback, the image with it, of a very, very young girl, seems a bit strange perhaps…. but maybe you were her age, when you wrote the poem, if it was 25 years ago?
Anyway, beautiful words, Sang. Bravo
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Thanks very much Lia…
It was written about 25 years ago..
I love honest feedbacks..
Did you notice that the rose’s smile is likened to her overwhelmed lips.
There is a hidden longing inside the poem.. that of wanting to be appreciated.. at that age.. which is now fulfilled “Oh my… what a beautiful poem…
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I have a feeling I misunderstood it perhaps… I imagined the rose in your muse’s hair. And I imagined a lady your age… which makes the image seem incongruous in more ways than one. I was tired and it was a long day already by that time. I guess we all interpret things in different ways depending on the lens of the hour…
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No. There’s no misunderstanding…
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You are right lia
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