Romance With Poetic Image

I confess my romance with poetic image To glare the source of life In the tune of three era To the core of my life Where just not to spend The aura of life with supreme esteem. I like to romance with my poetic vision To enamour the beauty of spring To adhere my veneration With all stupidity of life. My poetic image and vision Confronting with each other Prancing with versatility As to say, where you are? Not whether I like to escalate To associate with any progressive manure With the dim light of sun When moon is scraping itself How to realize my romance I can't understand any more. But my poetic images are pampering To contravene fusion of life and death. I wanna romance with my nightmare To explicit zillions ofjoy and happiness. I ponder with riddling light In the darkest cave of humanity. But my poetic emotions are spilling Like the youth of a lass Can't be confined with.