When the singer melodiously sings,
The tune plays, and my heart takes wings.
Words scattered, as joy unfurls,
Dancing with my mother, in a swirl.
Not with a carefree guitar and strings,
Nor with my beautiful wife, envy springs.
I envy myself in this ecstatic trance,
Dancing with my mother, a graceful dance.
Oh my goodness, I earnestly pray,
You are my sun-faced, radiant ray.
This towering joy, an elevated height,
When dancing with my mother, sheer delight.
SHe, innocent as a young child's glee,
I'm learning anew, oh how it frees me.
No one in the world feels joy so pure,
When dancing with my mother, I'm secure.
What a sweet feeling, a divine grace,
My Lord's gift, troubles find no place.
Halt my worries, grant me this chance,
Oh, when you dance with my mother, life's expanse.
Oh my goodness, I fervently pray,
You are my sun-faced, radiant ray.
This towering joy, an elevated height,
When dancing with my mother, love takes flight.
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"Chronicles of the Mind"
Romantik"Words like colors on a canvas, each stroke of the pen weaving a different emotion. 'Chronicles of the Mind' is a poetry collection that explores the vast landscape of human experience through twelve unique styles. From free verse to sonnets, haikus...
