Immaculate

Immaculate

A Poem by M.Kilani

White light, bright night, send me a nightmare
Send me poison that heats the air 
Send me crazy poets in the coldest season
Send me weakness, reason and treason 

Red wine, white wine
Show me them pure eyes 
Show me all truth without the lies
And break the heart of mine 

Show me virtue among the sin
The walls are closing deep within 
And I can't find another way
But to be saved from my own dismay

Show me the red across her lips
Show me oceans waving with hips
And the soothing warmth of them thin arms
For my heart tames what she alarms

For I sing her as a song
and I fear that I am wrong
For invading her air, for being there
For tying my heart to her soft hair

I fear not to admit
To the ashes of the cigarette
That she revives my heart
A true divine art

White night, bright light, I still don't dare
To satin it white dress of her 
and I don't need them arms of mine
If replacing her hand with whiskey and wine

Yet I fear to soil
I fear to spoil
I fear more to expect
Perhaps unpure but immaculate

© 2013 M.Kilani



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Always a pleasure trip into your words with your poetry.
"I fear not to admit
To the ashes of the cigarette
That she revives my heart
A true divine art"
I like the lines above. Certain people can revive hope and dreams. We need them near. I like the thoughts and the ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I like the rythme in this beautiful work of poetry .

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

M.Kilani

3 Years Ago

Thank you for your kind words Latifa, I'm glad you like it.
highly lyrical - would make a wonderful song. send me wild poets. that is a stellar line.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Always a pleasure trip into your words with your poetry.
"I fear not to admit
To the ashes of the cigarette
That she revives my heart
A true divine art"
I like the lines above. Certain people can revive hope and dreams. We need them near. I like the thoughts and the ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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