~Poetry~ Poem, by Sigra, at My poetic side

Let me ask you, Do you hear it?
As I wait and watch you listen.

Let me ask you, Do you feel it?
As I wait and sit beside you.

Let me ask you, Do you see it?
As I stand before you smiling.

This is now, my thought is thin
Deep I felt a heart within.

Sleep abid the love to take
Dream about a soul awake.

With pillars of old, withered in gold
A broken drain, does not uphold

Wind is cold within darken hide
Riddled you are to this subside

Spread upon its deepest lake
Butter beyond or sweet to late

Hear me now within the fog
Hinch become to it a log.

Open the window of cool breeze
let out the cold in gentle sneeze.

For once begat, for once begun
to the old, the sick and young.

Wrath the flame, Wick a delight,
Words Delivered, thus the Might.

~Poetry~