yet again the dark clouds
dispersed throughout the heaven
n sun beam, no raindrops
eyes are gazing them
but no hope, no smile
the life has gone
into dark shades
no rainbows, no peace
Wet eyes again moaning
Waiting for morrow
but no dusk, no dawn
Want to go somewhere secluded place
Where the thorns will stop peeling off soul
And roses will cure woe
No sun beam, NO rainDrops No rainbow, No peace moaning eyes, no dusk, no dawn, Where the thorns will stop peeling off soul in search of peace. Such a wonderful original expression of grief.. sooooooooooo fine, i have no words to praise you. Thank you. tony
Congratulations on poem of the day. A beautiful poem. Loved it.17241
Want to go somewhere secluded place Where the thorns will stop peeling off soul And roses will cure woe- - - - - -Very poetic expression through metaphors of nature.A lovely write, thanks for sharing.
Hauntingly beautiful and sad. This too will pass my friend. But in the meantime be very gentle with yourself.I like the original way you express your grief Jan.
Where there is grief there is no smile, no raindrops, no dusk, no dawn. But when grief disappears peace comes and everythings go on normal. It is fantastic blues poem duly expressed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An impressive poetic grief. Thanks
I'm very glad that you have found it impressive any way thank you ao much