LUDix-Rym: Thine Art Loveth

Written by William Kekaula |


HARK, whilst thee singeth melody,

gauged labyrinths midst harmony,

ransom subconscious, placed thee free,

persuade possessed, heed thy purged glee,

beg reposed heart thy beating plea.

Themes prune labor to a degree,

song finesse thine assent of thee,

music quell sorts of thine decree

tune thy hearts, minds, souls let agree,

sensed voiced symphonic guarantee.


BEHOLD, tis fortes air, breathes content,

weighed thy heartbeats, tempos augment

impressed moods, thy amour be sent

meant lovers twain souls gleam, assent

thy course treats fair, thy issue spent.

Serendipitous time errant,

thine art grand resolve thy arms bent,

caressing untouched hearts invent

distant tests and trials, relent

thine lips, intimate kiss advent.


FORSAKE thine naught our past mistakes,

indulgence sought hearts for our sakes,

soften tones merged spirits partakes,

resumed innate instinct awakes,

forming trust fusion overtakes.

Suffer our ascent, farther takes

gift deeply, frothed measure inflates

ardor ties revive, blissful fates

balanced fragile hearts insulates,

assured embraced love gravitates.


HAIL youthful thoughts in elder heads,

man tests, steads boy within, joy spreads,

astir thee dreamers from their beds,

recite poems of their misreads,

dawn assails starred twilights to shreds.

Unspool thy sunrise; rays shone threads

day, strings purpled veins thy night's steads,

pump life ballads, hymnal bloodsheds

squander blues, swapping sparkled reds,

gloom bides thy shift whilst clung gold treads.


VIEW love gifts thee thy lamps, soft coats

pure sought breeze, mild trace, handful floats,

tis thy time spreads trend, loom moon draws

waft breeding told claims, thy hour thaws,

cares borne thy primes spills yon be culled.

Crowns thy verse brushed lobes set are lulled,

rouge mouths favor Cupid's pierced aim,

Cherubs lyre naught burnt Rome, thou blame

flamed trails, lust swells lovers tender

tinged warmed hearts, goeth thee, their splendor.

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Author: William Kekaula
I am a retiree of the hospitality industry, presently, residing in my birthplace town of Hilo, Island of Hawaii, a.k.a. Big Island, in the 50th State of Hawaii, USA, and as a writer, I have a passion for poetry, fictional and nonfictional short stories.


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