Eternal Love Poem

In realms where hearts dance and passion soars, Where love's sweet melodies enchant our cores, Let me now craft a verse divine and true, In the language of love, for you, my muse.

In tender whispers of a moonlit night, Emotions bloom, like stars shining bright, I pen these words with ink of pure desire, To ignite the flames that love does inspire.

Oh, love! A kaleidoscope of hues untamed, A symphony of ardor, forever unnamed, It paints the skies with shades of rosy bliss, And fills our souls with a longing, a kiss.

Like petals caressed by gentle zephyrs' breath, Love's tendrils entwine, conquering life and death, It fuels the hearts with fervor and delight, And leads us through darkness into the light.

With every beat, our souls entwined in rhyme, Love's tender touch, a sweet, intoxicating chime, Through highs and lows, a steadfast embrace, Love's mighty fortress, a sacred place.

When doubts may creep, like shadows in the night, Love stands tall, a beacon, burning bright, For in its depths, a courage ever true, That conquers fear, and whispers, "I love you."

So let us dance upon love's gentle breeze, Embracing moments, as time doth freeze, With each passing day, our bond grows strong, A love story eternal, forever to belong.

May this ode to love forever reside, In hearts entwined, where passion shall abide, For in the realm of love, we find our home, And through the depths of feeling, we shall roam.

Thus, let this poem be a testament, dear friend, To the depths of love that never shall end, In every line, let passion's flame arise, And may love's splendor forever mesmerize.

The road was clear the valley flattered by means of motivations.My days of hardship was my days for break through.I worked hard out of my comfort zone to create a room for new experience to enhance power of motive inside.My name is JOHANNES SELLO MOSOMANE. My home ground are in AFRICA . My day start at 03:45 am to prepare for 12 hour shift which start at 06:00 am .It always feels nice to smell the morning breezes and to see the sunrise.My days to write my story has arrived, to sight view myself

for journey discovery.

I just woke and was just another day another morning when beds sing's the morning song of every things it's gonna be alright.What was aligned in mind was how these beautiful creatures can bond with nature to tell the story of how the day would be, if they Sings it means it's a sunny day if they keep silent means it's a cloudy day if the storms approach they fly road in certain direction with pecks to indicate the detection of storm direction.As human being I realised fact that we are all connected with nature but based on experience we interacted with uprise's ignores within us.We allows life to take us whatever it takes us.It happen in the same way with our body parts they are connected in one to tell you how you feel about certain types of every direction you take in life,it might be to socialize or self discovery, always they speak with mind to tell you the story behind what you don't out reach with your I sight.It takes time but all you need is silence to lessen!

What brief fears brings motives,the wonders of the man kind, My wonders of my last days.

There is insane thought of seeing the reality the way is portrait-ed by your motions.

The world of the unknown passed through the ages and generation's existence but only one

remained in the loop time"STRANGER"How do we define a stranger in linguistic language ,in the simplest form is what you see but not able to capture it's image but he or she will eventually expose itself in varies way which one is to greed you with smile of i know you.24 hours create light and dark which can be portrait as day and night by applying motion of reality and delusion in a designed creative words can interact with the words wake and sleep.My name is Malatelle Mosomane i'm a stranger with a smile.Long time ago were normal life was for everyone before they experience the world pandemic, Malatelle was off work on his way to catch a bus which was during late times of his last shift, which out side was already dark and the stars were covered by rainy cloud with a sightly cold wind an a very moisturized ground. Malatelle was about to approach a bus station until he realize the present of someone at a bus station but that was normal he thought that way until he speaks with him. Malatelle arrived at bus station with a polite manner to greeted a man with a smile , the street light were on in a way to able him to see a man as a old man,in a course they have nothing in common.The old man said to Malatelle i'm 100 years old who sees everything which now i see you but now is current state which in passed i will be stranger ,Malatelle get hiked to response to what old man said. Malatelle asked if that was just a phrase,In respond old man said it is a chaise for a strange to remain stranger or delusion in next day,The old man explains in a very intimidating way to make young man "MALATELLE" to understand.The old man asked young man if he remember what he dreamed about yesterday if not, it emphasize the moment they are having could be one things happens in 1000 hour's of your days to see a reality.What you remember when you wake-up is necessary but what you forget is your a reality.The bus arrived Malatelle got into a bus while he thought the old man will follow him the old was despaired.It was late when Malatelle arrived in his apartment went to his bedroom to find rest,In the early hour of the sunrise Malatelle woke up and with a thought of a stranger in his mind but the fascinating part he cannot come to conclusion if it was a dream or real because what he remember it's a only event that happen once in 1000 hour's of his days .The same hour he met a old man Malatelle went to bus station wondering if by chance he could MEET a old man but current day was not the same as the passed day ,the old man become a STRANGER.