Bliss`ed

Among my thoughts, like a beautiful bride,
Poetry lights a lamp of bliss I hide.
Spraying moonlight perfumes, the shy moon beams,
Through the autumn veils of almond leaves,
Planting blue kisses on my eyes.
Every star studded behind the silvery edges of clouds,
As if the dark hands of ethereal sky,
Are adorned with diamond rings.
The still languor of the dizzy dew,
Contemplating for the careless caresses of the dawn…
Blind breezes brewed with jasmines,
Harping winter melodies, long forgotten,
Ceaselessly throbbing from their composer’s breath,
Touching my mood with placid incandescence,
Amidst which, my songs are lost to their depths,
In the gardens of nature and my emotions.
"Perhaps I share an emotional kinship with nature",
My thoughts assure me with pride...
Among those thoughts, like a beautiful bride,
Poetry lights lamps of bliss, I can no longer hide…