Awakened eyes

keep your soul awake and hand your trust to the worthy

the snare of the enemies is laid beneath a rosy parlour

and the flourish buds are nothing but thorns

the zealous eyes are waiting fervently for me to fall.........

declare the knowing of the hidden

declare the notion of fight

docile spirit is rising

clothing her skin with new garment

the garment of the gallants

the garment of the knights

 

Reviews

[wordman]

gives you something to think about good write

[Baby Ricochet]

Time to kick some a*s! Good poem Latifa

[Latifa]

thank you for the review

[Tam Warink]

Latifa, the mystery, awakens... within and without. To see without seeing and hear without hearing is to be without being. Fields in opposition construct the vortex, the portal of enlightenment through which all pilgrims travel or perish. Make fast that garment skin and go in balance toward a destination's choosing.

100 buds of hidden knowing

[Anand Sehgal]

and the flourish buds are nothing but thorns

the zealous eyes are waiting fervently for me to fall.........

awesome realistic stylized metaphor.
Loved it dear :)

[MsJewel]

Wonderfully written and quite thought provoking. I like your style!

:) Julie

[Latifa]

thank you darling

[Vidya Bacchus]

A most wonderful poem with lovely verses.Thnk you for sharing it has been a pleasure to read:)

[Latifa]

thank you for the uplifting words

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are most welcome:)

[Sami Khalil]

An awake soul is also an enlightened one for it knows whom to trust alone ( God only ) and put their absolute faith in for humans can be trustworthy but to me it should be conditional and based on mutual respect and adorations. Humans can change like the wind and on a whim so we have to be real careful with them...A wonderful poem...:).................

[Latifa]

thank you Sami

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:).......................