Poem For The Fragile Souls

The poem for fragile souls I write,

With broken sunlight filtering in;

Of hopeful and fleeting romance bright.

Near tearful eyes I gaze into,

Of beautiful women paralysed;

By lost love or unhappy lives: ingenue.

Lips awaiting the kisses, that they somehow missed.

I want to be by their sides, breathe in their rooms,

Unlock their dreams shelved by careless men.

And teach all the gentlemen to be with their turbulent moods;

Open the emotional vaults every now and then.

And the feminine mystery of eternal goddess,

Possesses me relentlessly and mystically;

Durga guides me into pleasant contemplation.

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