Where’s that First Love Sparkle in Your Face?

by DavidBokolo
A new day is down in the horizon and
the radiant of the sun breaks
through the cloudy overcast
of the shadows of the night and
the spell of a rainy bout

The flowers break forth into a blossom
scarlet brightness on the field
like an opening portal, absorbing in
the sun refreshing warm breathe;
spreading out their fragrance in a
tantalizing sensation to a new world
filled with ecstasy.

Attracting layers of multicolored
butterflies and beauty that filled the
environment in flowery fairy worldliness
Mortal hearts melt and drawn into this
captivating feeling of love, knotted at the altar.

Alas, reality is a crude cudgel that corrodes
this beautiful display of the universal harmony
As the radiant sun burns fiercely to the noonday haze
and the flowers withered in the scourging blaze
while the butterflies scampered from the
Approaching dusk and nightly clouds

Thus, she sparkles and shines at a new found love
But in the reality of the batters and turns of life
Pilgrimage, that is filled with turns and twist
A fair weathered spouse would succumb
To the wrinkles line of unfulfilled life’s dream
Where’s that First Love Sparkle on Your Face?
Let others and the author know if you liked it

Liked it alot?


June 2, 2017 - 19:34 i am miss yashita ghazi i have a proposal for you via at (yashitaghazi11@gmail.com)

More from DavidBokolo

The Weightless Weight

The Weightless Weight
by DavidBokolo

Some times we got weight down by thoughts and imagination that do not have weight. the sooner we realize that, we'll be up and going. So says the old man

"You Ripped my Love Into Shreds"

by DavidBokolo

Too much love of the cat, they say, kills the moth. Most love relationship got broken as a result of wrongly managed petty frail nerves. Like as I love to say, just musing.

Sing Me Another Love Song My Love

Sing Me Another Love Song My Love
by DavidBokolo

I held on to my Love and refused to let Him go even when I feel him slipping away

"And Yet The battle Rages On"

by DavidBokolo

There are many unsung Heroes whose heroism is lost in time and space

I Wish I Could Rewind The Time

I Wish I Could Rewind The Time
by DavidBokolo

I wish I had Known Him many years ago, It,s not too late now though, but I wish I could rewind the time

The One Who Bears My Burden

The One Who Bears My Burden
by DavidBokolo

In sequel to a previous poem, 'Sweet Memories Lingers', Good always sail over our pains if we take time to ponder.