We live now in the closed door house
The four walls confine us within
We talk to the walls our joys and sorrows
The ceiling becomes now our welkin
The walls have now ears to hear us
They also have now keen eyes to see
They patiently stand all day and night
They provide us so reliable company
Walls are borders against the enemy virus
Inside the four walls our happy hearts glisten
Walls really save us as they can listen.
The walls fight the virus like the closed door
O God! from a wall we want what more !
Two Flowers bloomed, one in the garden
/ The other on your floral lips
/ Like a blue-eyed fairy in the Forest of Arden,
/ Your smooth sailing like the ships.
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/ The flowers enjoyed the apex of glories
/ You touched their evocative shapes
/ My soul behind them heard wonderful stories
/ Hypnotizing hour of sign in to read more »
2020-08-31
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