The Breeze Plays With A Transparent Curtain... Poem by Julie Anjani

The frisky breeze plays with a thin transparent curtain,
Opening the doors to happy and bright days' gyre.
Say goodbye to the sadness's and longing's burden, -
The sun does send you a right guide, which may inspire.

Your life should be a cheerful - that much is certain;
Success - like the Pamirs' peaks, or even higher.
I'm sure you will win without fist fight and hurting, -
After all, you are wise leader, whom crowds admire.

Let verses flow in streams of metaphors in an unspoken
Polysemous speech to the sounds of wondrous lyre.
If my aria in the response seems to fail quite often, -
Forgive me for this gallantly, my heart's sapphire...