I wrote of you something
never written before
A prose…
I wrote you a rose, I picked
from my field of freckles
on a full moon
among the daffodils
in the ambience of your smiling eyes
Beneath the far-reaching rainbow
and tall yellow grass,
shading the fallen leaves,
the dotted ladybugs
and the millipedes
I weaved of you a dream,
whose flowing thread sways so freely
to the soft summer breeze
and peaceful rustle of the standing trees
Lost between the ants and the sand
I wrote a dream,
of you loving me
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments7
So sweet ! I love this poem … your words are very nice … lovely flow to this aswell 🙂🙂
Thank you very much. It's a piece I wrote only recently. Much, much appreciated.
Lovely flowing loves fantasy poetry
Thank you.
Wow!!
I read one one of yours as well and was very impressed :-). Thank you very much.
beautiful words
Thank you :-). I'm honored.
we must dream, to find our aim
we must aim, so as to aspire
then maybe, Hope: may finally deliver...
thanks for sharing
Thank you.
Love your writing style. Carefree, yet deep. It makes one want to read more. Very well written 🙂
Thank you. Much appreciated.
reads like a dream .. quite beautiful sir .. no idea why I aint been here before .. and what an impressive first posting too my friend .... Neville
What an unexpected pleasant visit! 🙂 It was my first posting, I remember :-)... Thank you Neville. Much much appreciated sir.
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