duminică, 31 august 2014

Ghazal for a dark rose

I think now of the sad girl as she is life’s freedom fender
You re the heart of a Chaos bender

You’ll be whenever
Your rays of smile my hearts plunder

You’ll be the fever
That breaks tears to sunder

You’ll be wherever
My tainted quill is the pathfinder

You’ll be never
Lost but happiness’s commander

You’ll be however
The storm’s brightest thunder

You’ll be forever
The darkest rose in which I surrender

You’ll be whichever
Always a first, never a contender