Immortal Thoughts

As I nowlay vacant...
pondering, thinking and suspecting.
Not about others...
but about self.
And I wonder...
would I be I
Which I am now,
if I hadn't got your love some how.
The very thought of you
fills my bosom with emotions unlimited,
which my heart fails to store.
And flows and flows and flows...
through the shrine of my heart
causing whirlpool in all of my senses
and altering each and every barren parts
of mine fertile and productive.




Poetry by Wangdi Gyalpo
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Written on 2006-09-01 at 07:10

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Coolaaron88
This is very well written. Good Job

~Aaron Rowe
2006-11-20