The context of this poem came from the very last line or I should say the very last line was the one I wrote first. Honestly I was trying to impress a pretty girl in a video chat and wrote the following
guest7 : god used surgical precision when he created your beauty honey
guest7 : anyone who offends you will be offending god’s judgment
and she said
******** : thanks (I starred out her ID)
guest7 : you’re welcome
Then I said a bit of a lie .. mmm naaa it was lie. I just wrote it in that chat room.
guest7 : i read a poem once in which it was said.. ‘oh divine defined loveliness with your creation’
Something magical happened when I typed that line I remembered a face, not the face of the girl I was chatting with but the face of a girl I have never seen in real but a face I can never forget. Then when I looked at the girl in the video chat I felt like I am trying to talk to a doll. She left and I just sat on my broken chair with a lot of broken thoughts. After two days I went to one of the youtube videos where one can listen to the sound of rain and was listening to it. The first line came to my mind and I wrote this whole poem. After finishing I read it again and said to myself.. “Good Job” Any reader who truly reads this and understand it will also say the same.
This Poem Is For You MoCuishle.
Divine’s Definition Of Loveliness.
Feel me O’ storm make me feel,
Breaking the silence in my mind loom,
Like a hungry predator who feeds,
On my gladness, leaving sadness..
The thunders gave a rhythm to dance,
The falling rain from my forehead bounced,
And upon the lilies like pearl drops fell,
Ah’ the arrival of spring nature announced.
Even the mightiest mountain the storm covered,
Rejuvenated rivers in new enthusiasm galloped,
Seeds laid beneath the mud with new life woke,
Washing away the old, as the new brightened.
Mind that lost in a mindless world that screamed,
Hearing the noises of the lashing rain healed,
Soul beyond the body in meditation spread,
And gathered the whispers nature hid.
The meditated soul ah’ the cleansed soul,
In the whispers of the divine creations heard,
“Love will complete the loveliness of soul”
And those whispers in the lashing rain echoed.
Where is my love? Where is my love? I asked.
Scattered rain united and all around poured,
Then In my soul O’ darling your face bloomed,
And my lips with a smile spread and said,
“Oh’ divine defined loveliness with your creation.”
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Keep both videos on, adjust the volume for your comfort level.
the poem, coupled with these videos as you suggested, does bring one to ethereal and beautiful places that I would term “unwordly”….. you must be writing about an angel… Divine poetry.
@persephone_winter – Thank you very much for such wonderful words. Yes the one I am mentioning in this poem is indeed a angel for me.
Lone.