November Eulogy Poem by Eleven Lin
November Eulogy
In the bustling street where the snow is falling,
Broken hearts are changed into vapour floating.
A cold night depicts a moon even colder,
And coins drop silently into the hand of the loner.
At the cross road of life alone I stand.
Which way should I take I do not understand.
The lost dreams will vanish when the winds blow.
They are all hidden in the silver wings of snow.
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Your'e poems are very beautiful....When I read them, I feel I'm in midst of the situations which are being mentioned! Great work! ! Please do write a lot like this!
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 10:25:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I didn't see snow last winter, but i see and feel it now through your words, quietly and tenderly bring me to your beauty.