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Raphael Bluewolf
Published by: Raphael Bluewolf. She Walks in Majesty and Other Love Poems. Copyright 2012 by Raphael Bluewolf.
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Laila
To
he walks in beauty, like the night With a rattling prestige and tender majesty. She walks and the time stand in modest, Hallowing the divine and august beauty. Sounds subdues, people whisper: An angel among mortals walks! And the dead rise from the sepulture; By here whiff when she passes. She walks and my heart follows; Like a child with sweet been seduced. Poor heart; been hunted with arrows; By an eyes have no mercy, released. Glorifying the one who created them; Nothing came to my mind like em.
Ambition
Yes it was a very ambition thing to do, Full of audacity and boldness, too! Ive always been a realistic, pleased man Never craved what my hands cant attain But you cant blame boys when they get charmed By glamour stars, their tiny hands cant hold So, yes! This was against all expectations, Logic, common sense, and forestations, And I loved you!
he toke me a prisoner without chains. I toke her a mistress with great delight. She toke me infatuated by her eyes. I toke her fast in my heart; A heart for one inmate a dungeon, And for lifetime is pawned. She toke me crazy by her charm. I toke her my well-advised. She asked me to love her more. More than my life I loved her. Not generosity, yet what she deserves, And I dont love at lower rate. So dear, let me love you more, then more. And be generous and love me with tender.
The smile
are those who stay enchanting when theyre sullen, Though she never loses her grace. But when she smile, its something divine, That adds more charm to her face. Very mellow, her smile, calm, and elegant A new meaning for beauty, compiles. Eloquent. Says in silent what no sage said, Nor a poet, nor millions of books. Bright. Made the stars fell ashamed, And the moon set jealous. Lifelike. Restores dead hearts and souls, And to live, a reason, gives. Divine her smile. Nothing more loveliness, Except the smile that brighten in her eyes.
Beware
blood sucker, and a master conjurer, Have no mercy, nor it knows. Hunts with arrows dont miss, To hearts, always shoots Beware the love, my son ! * * * Love is brutal, not for a frail, And love is painful, just as death. Will hit you, when not expecting, And wont notice, sick or health. Then, will make your life miserable; By wake, solicitude, and yearning. Burn you in ardors flames, And ripen you with parting. Its an ill you wont will to treat And a coma, wont wish to awake from ! Your heart and soul wont be yours, But to your lover youll present em. Poor those lovers, my son ! I wont trade all their lives for a coin!
WAITING
ong nights .. could nights; upon my house I seated. And for the moon of charming light I waited Yet, the hasty day, always, before the moon attended Long days .. boring days; under the rain I anticipated For the the worm rays of the sun I wished and prayed But the sun was shy and the clouds were concentrated With lots of hope, and lots of patience for my angel I prayed Still, the sky kept closed like it was never unsealed So, I kept waiting For when the time comes to see my fortune star; Its like the 21th of Mars, before it you got to bear the could And tell then Ill keep waiting.
Princess
n the sky Gabriel ruled as a prince, Poseidon lorded the seas, And Alexander reigned between the easts. Yet, Laila rules in a greater sphere. Higher than the sky, and wider Where the sun doesnt set, And the love doesnt depart. Where rivers stream to her, And the soul breath for her. Where shes its first and last, Its end and start. Laila have a throne in my heart.
hat I love about you ? Let me count the reasons. I love your delicate, and eloquent smile That lightens that dark, and foremost, my life. I love how you talk, and how you pronounce the words Also, when you talk, and how I cant do but listen. I love how sometimes I dont understand you right Only because Im infatuated man in your great intellect. I feel sad when I see you furious and angry Yet I love it, too ! cause you still look pretty The expressions you do when youre surprised, pondering And the way you become ruling! I adore em all. I love how you fight when you disagree with me; Youre not a woman that goes with the flow I love your name, your confident walk, your pride stand, The glow in your eyes, and the passion in your tone. What I love about you, my dear, is a tricky question. because Ill need many lives to count all the reasons!
Favors
ear laila, I want to ask you a few favors. To not worry about time and circumstances Time change, conditions constantly tumbling, True love is study like the sky. Your friends shall leave to their businesses Your connections shall migrate to their lovers But I cant leave you, I cant leave my soul. I ask you to have no worries about hard life I cant buy you the instruments of happiness Yet, Ill do all I can to make you joyous. Please, worry no more about people Together well be strong, indomitable. I.. Will be very imperfect without you.