Pearl In Oyster

Poem By Suhel Akram

Thee;
conceit complacency of consecration;
Thy;
ardor sense caressing my mind in whisper,
ambrosial fragrance permeating my gesture,
lustrous petals of ideation adding simplicity,
soft recitations exalting my soul's purity.
Thee;
Devout creation of Omnipotent HE;
Thy;
speech accumulates adherence in me,
counsel anchors me to the performance,
rectitude conveyances me to prosperity,
adeptness educates and catechizes me to sanity.
Thee;
Shelled with bracts of empyrean decency;
Thy;
Oculars effulgent nacre for me in cimmerian day,
effulgence eradicates despondence to bliss gloomy,
Visage celestial milky way down on earthly fence,
labium holds fast speech of pristine innocence.
Thee;
the most adored soul to me,
the only nacre of sanctify to me,
the singular empyrean wish of me,
the globe of alpine ecstasy to me.
Thee "THE PEARL IN OYSTER" of me.

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