Do you hear that pit-patter
Of rain kissing the ground,
Or the rustle of the leaves
Whispering to the wind,
Hush be quiet and listen
To the faint swishing
Of angels praying by moonlight,
The fireflies quiet dance
Under the diamond lit sky,
And the nightingale’s song
She sings sweetly tonight,
A note she stole from me!!!!!
This is a painting of a scene which only a talented poet dressed with a powerful muse can see or only an angel with broken wings suffering nostalgia... This is indeed very original and very beautiful poem. "Pit patter of rain kissing the ground", rustling of leaves whispering to the wind, Angels praying and nightingale singing a note she stole from you"..... Aren't you the Wordsworth of cyber age.
I am very pleased after reading your poetry. plz keep it up.
Masood Lohar
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2003
I find this very delightful ... I especially like the last line! ~Joseph
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I am very pleased after reading your poetry. plz keep it up.
Masood Lohar
Excellent,
Reindeer
Victoria