For I shall seek thy true art of none but truth and trust; I shall seek thy heavenly care till eternity shall take birth. ~ I.WOTSA
Time, None
Her songs died in the air,much to a wonder for her dear, He bore a heart, a golden one; She wont deny, his time all packed. Yet she pleads him, her love to see, He bore a heart, a golden one; And so did he, time gave her. She pleaded for more, selfish her, He…
Unrequited Love
Freer of love, my one true love, Dispel my heartache, my heartache. Did I not love you true? Abyss, my love for you endlessly. Love, what has caused thee to fall? Tedious, have you felt soon now? Let me repress your weariness. Happy, happy are you love? Freer, set me not away, love. Or ghastly…
You
She: You amaze me each day. He: You make me do it everyday. – I.WOTSA
Tale No More
But thy heart, keep for me; As I, with faith bright and true, With calm heart and soul, With warm arms await, With love filled sincere, Wait, that thy will take. Why, through the cold winter’s night Shall I hope fearless; Why, among the summer leaves Shall I rejoice fine; Why, along the moonlight shadows…
The Knight
That valley, green and rich, Red and yellow, pink or which? Bloomed all spring, your heart to win, Men flocked in, which to bring? Foolish men plucked from roads, Brave men took their boats, Few men glared with smiles; But the Knight walked for miles. Mocking men laughed aloud, Showing signs of easing out; Through…
“V”
“Be with courage, Trust your heart; Victory will not depart.” ~~~~~
Thou soul found
Enlighten me, deceive me, This heart of stone shall feel, Not you who forsake me; When, but my true love receive, Then shall I smile with warmth. Once wast so afraid, Now newly made alive; Thou hast chosen me. Come day, sleep night, Nor sunshine or rain, Ye’ demanding men; All that I have, I…
OCTOBER
I wept with joy, sheer joy, O’my heart! O’ what luck! Dream or Dreams, pinched myself; Caught by his dovelike eyes, Kept reading what he had to say. This craving heart not alone stood, For I read the words filled with truth. My dear, an act of hortatory; O’ my, the time stood still, 6:03…
Ighotoli Wotsa 