Beats to nurture

As thunders roar
Beats nurture
A bud like close
Vow to it clear
Blossom earnest dear

Dark the nights
As chill attempts
Dissipating iota each
Warm briars are
Desire its course sewn

Incessant rise disperse
Waves mighty try
Breath amidst paddles
Renews wish more
Prevail only it knows

Through the clouds
Sun has long birth
A few more of distance
Constellations foretell
A little a day soon

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Bernard C. Jul 16, 2012, 3:15am UTC

Quite the vision and weather type to be observing - good write :-))

Thanks for sharing and submitting to
The Surreal Circus.

Satya Jell Jul 17, 2012, 10:53am UTC

Glad you liked it, thanks for providing the forum....

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Priya P. Jul 16, 2012, 6:10am UTC

I love your use of metaphores to tell a very touching story. It is amazing how some writers are able to use the same words (rains, thunderstorms, etc.) to describe either tragedy or romance; you do this very well.

As for me, I would gladly weather the severest of storms, paddle through endless waves; knowing there will always be a rainbow soon after. It is that rainbow that keeps my heart beating.

This was just lovely and I'm excited to feature this in The Surreal Club so that others may read your story as well.

Satya Jell Jul 17, 2012, 10:55am UTC

Thanks Priya for the honor. You are sweetly biased.... In context means so much to the relevant..... Inspiring and continuing to power the energies that are determined to weather all storms together :)

Priya P. Jul 17, 2012, 11:22am UTC

My rainbow ....

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