Swan Lake

O Swan of this enchanted lake
Let me wander inside your magical dimension
If melancholy causes the charm to break
With your melodies, I beg thee, heal this pattern

By this lake tendrils twirling
Humming with an exuberant fashion
One with the amity in your songs flowing
O Swan let me stay in this blissful unison

On paths that tomorrow I shall take
Towards a long craved destination
I will brace my heart, should my faith shake
Reliving the moments spent by this tranquil lake

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WordRenegade
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A moment of peace does wonders to clear my mind… along with a cup of tea!

Akhtar Jawad
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On paths that tomorrow I shall take
Towards a long craved destination
I will brace my heart, should my faith shake
Reliving the moments spent by this tranquil lake
The poem is an amazing beauty.

Saurin Desai
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Can I have the tea and tranquility too 😉

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