(The Ballad in Quatrains)
I was in train in my sojourn,
I saw a girl in shine,
She sang nice songs to draw to her
My mind to her lifeline.
She was to earn her bread in train
Her song at ease in flow
My heart in rise so soon to dance
With her so well in glow.
So long her song and all at joys
She to see all in stun,
Her looks fell on my face a while
To her looks sign me won.
Her face in charm her body in grace
An eye feast to my heart,
Her smiles, her tunes so nice to please
The best prize on my part.
We were in all, the world of ours
In dance when the lark sings
A flow to merge the other to one,
All holy; all bliss it brings.
A break at once, to stop the train
I felt single in my seat,
She kept the song go on at ease
My heart to hear the beat.
She was on her way to sing well
All smile to glow in face,
That was her art to please all in trip
For me to recall her grace,
Like the mermaid she shone at once
In the life of her own
To tempt me to get her life long
With all memoirs well sown.
Published
METVERSE MUSE
Diamond Jubilee Issue 2020
60th Issue
