To an angel of inspiration

Poem by Akbar Aliev
When the hearts of mothers are scratched by moan
When the reason and spirit are captured by sorrow
When the grudge thrusts the heart with a sharp dagger
Be my hearty friend and talk to my heart
Prove your worth creating the art of kindness.
You are my proud, my song and hearty strings
You are the heat of my heart and the rays of my eyes
You are my might, my hate, my joy and my adoration
You are the bright light on the path of my life.
Let us breathe together
unite our hearts all life long,
Then step together to the eternity,
to it's empire belong.
(Contributed by daniel on Monday, January 10th, 2011)
 
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