BLISSFUL IS THE HEART WHICH BEARS LOVE!
When I think of her, Specks of gold glitters fill the air, My cones and rods are activated, The Cuckoos croons our favorite song. My lips form a smile as my face lights up, The world becomes a bed of rainbows, Red: the colour of love that pumps through my veins, Orange: the instigator of ecstasy, Yellow: the pebbles of trust, Green: the boiling-cold ocean of passion, Blue: the compatibility of souls, Indigo: the poisonous over-thinker, Violet: the whisperer of kindness, Her voice- my lullaby. What is this feeling? In this chateau, Built with bricks of patience, This emotion is an alien, The silk curtains; embedded with kindness, The gate is a pride repellant, Selfishness has been warded off, Anger is three kilometers away from here, Judgement is behind the wall to the north. My heart- now a jar of honey, Wrapped neatly with a bow of joy, The alien is the one who hath no counterpart, The curtains are drawn, The alien;...