Bitter Poem by Marieta Maglas
Bitter
She thinks her soul can be free,
She's not a Little Bittern bird,
She sightly imagines she will be.
Her deep blue eye embraces
The unendurable bitterness.
Forbidden Love slightly traces
Some love lines on her face.
She smokes her grievances
Deeply infused into her grace.
In the castle of her freezing dreams,
While being bidden for blue roses,
She releases all her fused screams...
She veers to the logical extremes.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
A fabulous imaginative poem! I like how u creatively say, 'love lines on her face', hey dat is fantasy paint u giv her. Kudos marieta. Fond greetings too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/20/2024 3:43:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is wonderful. Keep writing, pal