The Falling Maples- Living Unconditionally- Poetry by S.S

Blessedness of the existence, Prevails in being one with the beloved, Lending euphoria's everlasting persistence, I am one with my cherished, He who is devoted to me, Making my being veraciously exalted, I am blessed, for he is mine.........                ~S.S~

How long can a poetess be deprived, Of the fantasies and the daydreams, Which carry her, on a poetic ride? She saw the clouds of expressions appear, And a downpour of the blossoms of vibrant words, As the pen turns into a phrasal spear, Euphoria and a tranquil bliss, The hidden calm that resides in a verse, That showers the joy, that was amiss..........                                           ~S.S~