DreamworldThe place of Nimrodel was so fair to the senses.
They had beautiful garden-stone-houses
Full of hot-water-pools, majestic orchards and
Glass balconies.
And roamed there, the angelic people fair,
Who were so fair to the eye as their music is to the ear.
And they could get anything they wished.
When a human arrived on the forest-heaven of Nimrodel
He enjoyed the comforts
Yet he could not stay at peace
For his mind roamed for Her.
Yes, She, She, She, you know who I’m talking about.
She in his eyes,
She in his breath
Her voice in his ears
Her smell on his skin.
And Her memory on his tears.
And no one had reached Nimrodel—cross’d the long oceans that separate us and them.
Yet She was not in Nimrodel.
-samya
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The Sequel
Alas! she hadnt traveled to Nimrodel
And now the oceans separated her n him..
A matter of days,
And he found darkness all over him.
A gaping dark hole in his soul,
Even in that land so angelic, so fair
He longed for her,
Not the hot water pools!
His skin burning to feel her,
His eyes longing to see her,
He felt as if he was in a land of fools!
Her music, which once filled his ears
Was fading...
His senses slowly weakening,
In-spite of the wonder music, over which one could drool..
...
HE was all alone,
Even in this heavenly land,
For he left his heart, his priceless treasure,
Beyond the seas, where she now lay, lifeless, in the sand....
