O DIVINE
now
very minuscule folks
read poems of mine
how can
One
above the clouds ever shine
if there is no sprinkling
of love
of flowers
from thine
and
Divine
Smiles and love
are gold mines
life's wondrous
inherent free designs
O Poemiers
of mine
you alone are
to me divine
with you I'm fine
so Divine
hope you'll also
self refine
seek help of
Divine
S/He is the
UNIVERSAL
endless
boundary less
vastly Eternal
unknown
eternity to infinity
but
still flourishing
MINE
yeah
DIVINE
Comments
yes
ma'am
international poem